I grind my teeth so much my head is exploding. even my eyeballs are hurting, sockets aching. feel this chasm caving in, crushing. ouch. i pour out the hundeds of CDs to find a cure only to aggravate that obssessive compulsive gnashing. dont wanna see anyone. need something to help me sleep in peace. did i tell you some comiczine writer hypothesized Kurt Cobain to die of lactose intolerant with evidences collected from Nirvana's lyrics? i wonder if anyone can die of caffeine overdose. Oh Holy Thom Yorke!! How bout u save my life n stop the polystyrene man from wearing my teeth out and blowing my head through the ceiling. I tot I saw an angel at clark quay on sunday...a white young man with long golden hair (how Christmasty) with his chick. i think of angels the whole day--stone ones. wish i had stolen some before Bidadari was exhumed (maybe they are still there). those stones looked so depressed; must be pissed off with being pissed at.