oh god. i've lost my drivers licence and i don't even know if i can get my passport by the time paris roles around. time is dribbling down my leg it seems but i've got keruac to keep me company along with fiddles and my cat who i'm allergic to. so do i have anything important to say besides confusion? i wish more people would take responcibility but i guess sometimes maybe i'm hogging it. yesterday my teacher did a one man show for our drama class on growing up gay called "the first time". it was really amazing and he cronoligized everything through his experiences with porn. everything started with penthouse and moved slowly to "hard hats going down". it was so wierd hearing my teacher talk about sex yet at the same time it was the most normal thing in the world.