2003-07-17 / 12:52 p.m.

Going to put on my Hilary outfit and go pretend to be a respectable member of society in a minute. woo-hoo. Can't I just be given money for being cute? Really. It worked for the first 20 years, so why not now?

Last night I fell asleep listening to a tape of Sylvia Plath reading her poetry. She has a very creepy voice. I'd prefer Anne Sexton, but I can't find one of her yet. Perhaps I'll do that this afternoon after I play grown-up. Cause there's nothing I like more than dead crazy chicks reading poems.

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