in this blog post i will predict my own death

just submitted some poems for the first time in a long time.

ate a philly (via fort collins) cheese steak today. it was good.

read a nonfiction story about racism.

checked facebook about 100 times.

i'm about to hit the "report abuse" button above my own blog. "hello blogger, i'm typing really boring shit into my blog. please stop me."

current mood: apathetic fist-fight

current flavor: mouth spit a l'orange

current smell: unwashed sweater and ball sweat

just checked facebook again.

nicole shae harris i...