Gettin' high on Jesus
Oi. Last night, I began the night very early, in hopes that it would end early, but then I stumbled through the door at 5am, with a package of Lean Pockets. What the shit happened? I had such good intentions, such high hopes, and then - wham! Free voddy bar plus 3 establishments equals Waste-io Colleen-io, and the eventual three hour sleep equals Tired-io Colleen-io. Some idiots were yelling at me on the street - "Hey! It's that Calvin Klein model! Calvin Klein - come back! Calvin Klein!" Yeah. Pshaw. Calvin Klein model be out walking down 14th St. at 4 in the morning, bitches. That's right. All by her lonesome. I mean,
come on.2005-06-23 | 11:59 a.m.
