blood

I watched Girl Interrupted last night.
I think they Nathalie and Leah might come over tonight for a movie night.
The police were outside my building again last night.
Ambulances, a fire truck and patrol cars.
When I woke in the morning, I got down to the lobby, there was blood everywheres.
Just blood on the walls, floor, doorknobs.
When I went back down an hour later most of it was cleaned up.
I went to the stupid adult diversion thing.
She asked me questions about why I did my crime, why underwear was so important.
That I didn't explain, fuck explaining why I wanted sexy underwear.
Stupid mistake, stupid punishment.
Though, I guess its not so bad, 50$ to breast cancer research.
I feel like a good person, my record is wiped clean, no more fingerprints on file, and I'll never have to think about this again.
I went to visit Nathalie at work.
I bought yet again another poutine.
In this new place its no smoking, if I get it, maybe I can quit.
Now I'm sitting at an internet cafe waiting for 3 to roll around.
I can't wait for my dad to come.
I can't wait for the breakfast tomorrow.
I can't wait for a new place to live.
I can't wait to visit ducks.
I can't wait for work to be back to normal.
Waiting is a skill I shall master by the end of this year.
Christmas is coming, theres always that.