thurs / jesus / sweat / in the words of mm 'dont let the bastards get you down'

meaning my day to days. i get home, i feed ms lucy. she sounds like a squirrel, she's missing half an ear. home. la. i prop up the window w/ a rock. i have graded 60 essays this last week. but tonite i read bev dahlen & new abe smith & am still on the beauj tho it's hot hot. i forgot my deoderant today. ive been taking a lot of pics. i want to buy some new shoes.