i am weirdly serious about all of this.

i realized 2 days ago i am actually an anarchist.

everyone is buying drugs from the milkshake place next to my apartment. and i am imaging what it would be like if i could punch out the windows from all the cars parked on the street.

i had a dog once. i have one now, too, but i had one once, also. not anymore, though.

i will steal your lures and pretend they are mine. and you will know it but you won't mind. fishing fishing fishing. i won't do that again.

some people think that they are angela chase. but i KNOW that i am lindsay weir.

here is another thing i do all day sometimes.

i got a four dollar haircut in a basement in chinatown on saturday. the people there don't speak english so you have to pretend like you know sign language to tell them what you want. (i went when i was drunk so i was extra good at fake sign language.) then they say "okay ping ping" and they do this thing where they act like their fingers are scissors to show you that they understood. and even though it only took ten minutes i imagined what it would be like if they were my family. it would be nice i think.

everyone thinks it's so hard to be invisible, but it's really easy. you just have to shut off the part of your brain that looks people in the eye. and then you don't even need that coat from harry potter.