I talk to the wind about my lost pencil. He says he'll find it.

I want to watch all the tacky movies in the whole wide world. I want to laugh. And then have some lame person tell me, "If you laugh so much, you will cry at night...mummy always says so." And then laugh again. Cause I want to know what it feels like to cry at night. I want to be the melodramatic girl next door.

I want to watch tacky movies. I want to watch all of them.

I think each of us must watch tacky movies. You know not what fun they are until you watch one.

Oh, I was watching CID the other day, actually, I watch it often, its like the local cheap drug available at all odd times.

And, they'r now going places. They'r outside their sexxxy workplace. Its so sex like, I can hear the walls sizzle, from behind the television screen.

My neighbor's cat, it (????) is blind. Keeps bumping into walls, doors and me. Reminds me of pervy uncles on the road. Maybe one of these days I'll tell Tikko to stop acting like pervy uncles.

I want to be a roadside romeo. There I said it. I want to be shameless and I want to be cheap. I want to be a trainside romeo by morning and a roadside one by night. This summer.

Its too bright. The happiness everybody is swimming in is too bright. I coil up in bed, draw the curtains and paint my own thoughts bright, connect stars and spell names I'd want to name my kids and pets after.