Leon had spent all of his morning dry heaving in front of the toilet. Fabulous, absolutely great. Damn those Friday nights. All of those beers, all that poker... He recalled a few hookers, but he didn't know. Someone asked how his morning was. Ha!

--x--

Lolly laughed. Nothing but all of those goddamn fashion conventions. No one but Lexi, who was either chain smoking or modeling or acting, or all three at once. What the hell was the world coming to? LA was a bummer. People said there was a love-hate relationship with this hellhole. What was there to love about it?

--x--

Lexi sat near a dumpster. She looked homeless. Anything but homeless, she really was. She wished she was. Modeling was a drag. She didn't give a shit about the money. She lit up a cigarette. One whole pack in two hours. She was dead, she knew that much.

--x--

Melody woke up that morning, face on her piano keys. She couldn't help but laugh at herself. Playing piano all night long, she must've been. The people in nearby apartments must have been really pissed. She laughed at them too. She was living her life away, with all this. She couldn't for the life of her get into any bands, "girls don't make money!" they all said. Screw them.

--x--

Leo stayed up all night for the third time. Charlotte down the hall was trying to tell him to go to the doctor. He hated the doctor. He frowned at the mere thought. He didn't have much anyone to hang out with, at four AM. Darnit. What would become of him? And insomniac, that's what.

--x--

Verr was sprawled across his bed, awaiting the baby. He only got to hold her once. Only once. That killed him. He wanted to go visit Natch, but he was such a bummer to have around. He hated to make her sad. Why'd things have to be like this?

--x--

Noire sat in a chair, petting his guinea pig. Baggy eyes, sad, stupid eyes. The mafia wanted to kill him. "I dare you to try," he'd told them. The dawn said he would cut up the little animal in front of his face. The little thing would chew off their fingers before they touched him. Noire threw back his head and sighed. Saturday mornings sucked.

--x--

Eiffel sat on her couch, watching the sun go up. Her world was falling apart. People being shot to death, people who loved her, people who didn't. Her phone rang. She picked it up with the stupid, childish hope it would be Mars. "Hello?" she asked.
"Hello, are you interested in buying dish TV?"
She cried to that stupid salesman all morning.
They hung up early in the sob-fest.
They were the lucky ones.
Not back to NY, please not.

--x--

Cal curled up in his warm bed on the second floor of the cafe. Bonny was up already. He missed her, even if she was close. He surely hoped she was alright. After all that had happened. He opened his eyes. Curled up in dirt. Bonny next to him. Thank god. Saturday mornings weren't all that bad.

--x--

Chalk wore up on the floor. She rolled off of bed that night, apparently. She had a dream she fell off a building, that made sense. Leon was calling. It was too early. He didn't leave a message. Crappy day, it was going to be. Just a case of the Saturday morning blues.



i doubt you read all of that.

Please, please, pleasseee read this people.


I have some stuff to say
about all of you, so don't overlook this message-



You. what happened? we used to be friends, now i rarely get a comment out of you.
I remember, a long time ago, i was feeling like effing crap.
my ferret just died, my dad just went to iraq, and elliot felt bad too. and you made him a picture, and it made me feel really bad.and i haven't made any friend attempts since that ):



doomy, you are to be honest the first inspiration to me everr.
and i'm super duper sorry i haven't yet replied to the roleplay
it's coming
and i'm sorry that i copied your ears and noses
i didn't mean to, i did the noses when i was doodling
and i was like 'whoah, that's nice.'



ily lanceypies. you're perhaps the coolest person with pixels.
i'm sorry it may seem like i'm ignoring you, but jeezums, i'm just not feeling good lately.




afghhh, you're a super nice person, i swear.
ilyy. You've always owned superbly. but i haven't payed you much attention lately.
sorry


i'll finish this journal later
g'night peoples!

LAKJSF:LSKDHFJLSKDJF
I just got my tooth extracted DDD:
'twas very bloody. DDD:
SOMEONE HELP PLZ.