6.4.01

nobody likes me, everybody hates me, guess i’ll go eat wor-er-erms. long skinny slimy ones, short fat juice ones, itsy bitsy teeny weeny worms!

all of you who haven’t written me in a long time, and you know who you are, have now been suitably notifed that i miss you and i (perhaps mistakenly) think it’s your turn to write.