PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

I've heard of bad families, but.. damn. Never thought my foster dad would be trying to kill me in my own car. Fucking psycho. At least it wasn't on an altar this time My car stinks of brandy. Hypocrytical, self-righteous, religious fanatic dumbasses think they know it all, they're all crazy and stuid and wrong, like to see anybody in my shoes and THEN they can say they know me

Oh! And night before that, someone talked about love and then just took it away afterward. Anybody figure out what all this is? Or why? Is it like therapy or something? The PTB or the SP do this, or someone else? Because I gotta say, I didn't make any appointment. This is like Dr. Phil.. on crack. Why am I hearing trumpets right now

I went into holiday mode today for the first time ever, it was fun. Put up Christmas lights (red and blue of coarse!) and even tried to bake cookies! I burnt the first three batches, but I think I'm really getting the hang of this Christmas thing! They..didn't turn out so good, but it's the thought that counts. If anyone wants cookies, I promise they aren't that horrible, I made plenty! Don't be shy. I want them to cool down faster so I can decorate each one of them with tiny shields and sprinkles. You're never to old for sprinkles.

This place is so quiet. I've twittered my boredom. I've updated the Blur's website, added those new pictures we were sent! The apron..! so many hits already! I even added a new webcast live. Now I've run out of things to do. We should play a game. But nothing like iSpy, that'd be hard online. How about Letters and Words?

whose ever fault this is fix it

Who here thinks that carrying guns to a bank, outside or not, is stupid with a side of crazy?

Please, raise your hand.

whatonearthisthisthing oh thank you person next to me I...

This isn't Camelot. And what is this...thing? Luckily someone is sitting helping me, I was directed here. Can someone please explain?

Have you ever watched the sunrise from the top of a fifty story sky scraper? I did this morning and it's the most amazing thing. The promise of a new day. A fresh start in a new city. My name's Zan. I'm sixteen and my sister and I run the most popular Blur fansites on the web, maybe you've heard of us on facebook or twitter. If not you should add us right away. You won't regret it. Come on, it's dedicated to the Blur. [site addresses ]. We're almost at a thousand fans. Help us out? My sister and I actually met him in Metropolis! Sometimes it still feels like a dream. He talked to us.

So this is L.A. What's it like?