thoughts along park avenue

14th to 29th: not-consented wake-up groggy. wheatgrass lingering. jessie buzzing in my ear. girls never fail to gossip.
29th to 14th: dreaming of the sexy-frenchness i will aquire from my new job. damning my uniform for the other.
14th to 26th: clueless-style match-machine for my new top. kicks cost $4.
26th to 21st: strutting in an apron-hat set is easier than i thought.
21st to 26th: can't crack my ankles, but have desperate need. massaging my right shoulder. leaning on friends (thanks, guys). loathing salads and dishes.
26th to 14th: wrath. comfort of the one who listens.
14th to 26th: walking bigger with a new number in my phonebook and a new story to tell.