20 october 2004.1151am

yesterday an AMAZING amount of stuff managed to go wrong, including but not nearly limited to my car needing $3000 worth of work. which i think must be some sort of scam since i estimate the value of my car to be just over $400, so unless theyre going to goldplate the engine i think theyre just trying to rape me. basically i'm trying to conduct myself like i'm not thousands of dollars in debt via making bad art and thinking i have a tortured soul.
also writing. i got a letter from chris in south carolina, where he's busy with basic training for the army reserves, but had enough time to think about sending me a chart to measure my hydration by the color of my urine. written communication 4 lyfe. luddite anyone?