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April 15, 2000

'This bed is on fire with passionate love. The neighbors complain about the noises above. But she only comes when she's on top. My therapist said not to see you no more. She said you're like a disease without any cure. She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore. Oh you think you're so pretty Caught your hands inside the till, slammed your fingers in the door, fought with kitchen knives and skewers. Dressed me up in women's clothes, messed around with gender roles, dye my eyes and call me pretty. Moved out of the house so you moved next door. I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall I find you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone. You're driving me crazy, when are you coming home?'

Yesterday we went to Krispe Kreme which was cool. I have a whole ton of doughnuts, and I think I am going to be sick cause I ate too many. Speaking of being sick, I think we are all sick, and I think it may have started with Hans' dad, damn it, I hate micro-orginisms. Many of them serve little or no useful purpose and thus have no right to exsist. Okay I'm just kidding, I realize that's a dumb statement, but if you can come up with some argument against it, please e-mail it to me. I haven't updated in a few days cause I've been genearally busy and haven't really gotten araound to it until late and even then I wasn't really in the mood to sit at my computer and type for extended periods of time. Tonight we went to see the Smashing Pumpkins at the Aragon in Chicago. That was really great, about a quarter of the way through it Hans and I managed to procure pretty bad ass seats one the balcony while Marci and Joel were down on the floor danceing in the crowd. I think I just need to alternate concerts, one in the fray, and one on the bench. Every now and then it is nice to stand in a giant clump of people you don't know and crush one another, but for the pumpkins I wanted to sit back and enjoy it. On the way out it was funny, we wanted to take one of the big Q101 signs that was on the walls and we weren't sure if anyone would care, so Hans and I try to inconspicuously take one down corner by corner, and just when I was about to turn and roll it up, some guy walks by and tears it down and walks off with it. I'm like, fuck, so I just walk around the corner and rip the next one I saw off the wall and just walked off with it. Oh, and my car is now worth an extra $105... ...well, to me anyway. We had parked in a parking lot that was supposed to be for a shopping center, and my car (along with 3 others that we know of for sre cause we met the people) got towed. All I have to say is fuck the police, and fuck Lincoln Towing (3228 Clarke St. Chicago IL near the corner of Clarke and Lawrence in case any of you feel the need to vandalize something) So basically I paid 105 bucks to park my car, what a rip-off. I suppose this will pass, cause nothing bad happened to the car (i.e. it is still in one piece and it still has an Alpine in it) and it isn't as though these things get recorded anywhere. Apparently I handled it pretty well acording to Marci and Joel. My attitude towards life prevents me from dwelling on this any longer. Oh, and from now on Joel is banned from playing with my slinky while under the influence of stupidity (at no point is he allowed to touch the slinky) cause he managed to (while joking about how easy it was to not get it tangled none the less) get it into a horrible mess with which Marci had to screw with for a good 20 minutes to get un-fucked-up. Afterwords we crashed at my place for a while and Joel and I talked about how he came to meet everyone that he knows now and I did the same, and it is really interesting to see how changes in the people you are with can cause changes in you, really deep stuff. Well, I need sleep now, cause I spent too much time walking (with a group of other people that had their cars towed) through the windy streets of Chicago to the impound yard where my car was when I wasn't all together feeling very well to begin with. I'm gonna let this day slide by as being average when you throw everything together.

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