2003-03-29 11:45 p.m.
wonder ball

hello.

Elvira is throwing a party tonight. It is her birthday. Her parties are usually very loud and would get broken up by the police if all the police men weren't already there sipping coke and chomping down on some greasy sausage. If you would like to go loot a store on mission street, feel free. No one will be stopping you tonight.

I wore my new clothes home today. My dad said i looked "oh so good, Man! You look like real man for once, yes!" My brother is jealous of my shoes. They are red and Tommy Hilfiger(Ooh La La! FInally, i own one article of clothing with a designer label! I feel so soo soo..). They cost twenty five dollars. It's lucky my dad has an obsession for shoes or i would have never been able to buy them. My mom hated the outfit and said it looked "faggy". Then she kept calling me her daughter and offered to share some of her face mask stuff. I was slightly insulted, but the mask did wonders for my skin!

I hid in the bathroom most of the evening and sat on the floor reading. It was a nice time. I also jogged. I haven't jogged in a while and it felt really good. I like that my parents live in a safe neighborhood where i'm not afraid that someone ill shoot me down if i go out after eight.

My parents have banana ice-cream. No one eats the banana ice-cream. They are upset no one eats it. That's why i don't understand why when i come home and eat one my dad gets angry and says he was saving it. Saving it for what? Summer? God, i know we're jewish but....

I'm having bouts of self-pity. And maybe some influenza. Either way, i'm getting sad and nostalgic. Where are the simpler days? Where are the snows of yesteryear? Where are my good socks?

Also: I can no longer give blood. I've had sexual contact with a man after 1979. I'm really sad. The last time i gave blood, they gave me two doughnuts, an arm band, stickers, and juice! I hadn't eaten so well in days! And now i can't do that anymore.

how sad.

-Mark

whore's hustle / hustler's whore