Sunday, 26 October 2003 - 1:45 AM EDT

wow sounds like my room. i've got TONS of clothes on the floor, a few loose cds, some dvds on the floor (in their cases, but still not good), dirty dishes, lots of txtbooks and random loose papers, and an open jar of honey that i've been eating from.

i don't have a light in my closet. i don't even have a door on my closet. or trim....it's just drywall that cuts off

don't even talk to me about stuff to do in rooms....i have a desk and a bookcase that aren't mine in here and boxes upon boxes of stuff to go to goodwill. i haven't put the stuff back on the shelf that fell of while my dad was banging on the roof (by the way i think i've figured out my depressed troll's problem...it's not easy being green). i have an empty package of teddy grahams, an almost-empty package of prunes that's been sitting here for months, and a whole bunch of stuff like posters and stuff to hang on the wall and disco balls and flying pigs and the like that instead of being displayed are sitting on a drawer. part of it is because i'm being indecisive about how to decorate it....i really want it to be nice but there's nothign i want to leave out and i can't stick to one style. i want to go for a really nice cool-looking junk store kind of look. wow i've been rambling for a while. oh yeah and a door! i still need a door. i want one now

Sunday, 26 October 2003 - 11:58 AM EDT

I woke up this morning and there was a pile of stuff on my desk that was literally about 2 feet high and I couldn't see my floor. Promming is messy business. Metaphor, eh? Explain. Is something wrong with our Dave?