claudia is here! yay! let the kidnapping begin....
my financial problems are okay for the moment. but my sister sent me a check to help me out and it never got here. so i'm pissed that maybe some asshole got my check and tried to cash it. after all, someone did go through my mail and remove a petco card from the envelope. it was a birthday present! people suck.
a week and a half to go, and then it's bye bye apartment for me. no one has shown too much interest in my apartment, so i'm just going to paint it all white. i will be recruiting painting assistance next week. it will take me a million years to paint this place by myself. so that means that my darling kitties and some more furniture are getting moved out this weekend. but i will be painting with some furniture inside my house. that shit does't get moved till the 10th. why aren't i big and buff so i can carry some furniture and not have to recruit strong boys? anybody like painting walls white?
i've decided that doctors and insurance companies are spawns of the devils. that $190 i had to pay the doctor in early july was just part of it. they just sent a bill for $180. uhm, okay, $370 for 15 minutes at the doctor, $10 to park at the doctor, $75 on meds. why don't they just rape me in the ass and knock my teeth out? and they want me to come back in a couple weeks. or they could go to hell and burn in flames. bills, bills, bills. my life is a bunch of bills.
i totally choked and spit lemonade all over my computer screen cuz i'm a total lamewad. yeah, i'm cool. i talked to my silly friend tim today. he's so easily paranoid, but such a sweet heart. i do hope that he figures things out. i'm still working on getting my best friend's ass out to los angeles. i do believe operation move her butt to los angeles is working well. excellent. i think i'm rambling. you guys don't want to know all this. but you will, or else i will hunt you down and beat your ass! i bought chocolate today so i can feed myself chocolate. mmmmm. food is rad, but chocolate makes everything better. . the warp (the record label, not vans) tour is this weekend. i hope that it is super dope and rocks the casbah and stuff. i have another open house on sunday. don't know what else i'll be doing quite yet. ho hum. don't know what else to say that really matters, not like all of this does. so uhm, party on, wayne. party on, garth. i am such a slut for the vcr. is my mom still reading this silly bullshit that i spew?
my financial problems are okay for the moment. but my sister sent me a check to help me out and it never got here. so i'm pissed that maybe some asshole got my check and tried to cash it. after all, someone did go through my mail and remove a petco card from the envelope. it was a birthday present! people suck.
a week and a half to go, and then it's bye bye apartment for me. no one has shown too much interest in my apartment, so i'm just going to paint it all white. i will be recruiting painting assistance next week. it will take me a million years to paint this place by myself. so that means that my darling kitties and some more furniture are getting moved out this weekend. but i will be painting with some furniture inside my house. that shit does't get moved till the 10th. why aren't i big and buff so i can carry some furniture and not have to recruit strong boys? anybody like painting walls white?
i've decided that doctors and insurance companies are spawns of the devils. that $190 i had to pay the doctor in early july was just part of it. they just sent a bill for $180. uhm, okay, $370 for 15 minutes at the doctor, $10 to park at the doctor, $75 on meds. why don't they just rape me in the ass and knock my teeth out? and they want me to come back in a couple weeks. or they could go to hell and burn in flames. bills, bills, bills. my life is a bunch of bills.
i totally choked and spit lemonade all over my computer screen cuz i'm a total lamewad. yeah, i'm cool. i talked to my silly friend tim today. he's so easily paranoid, but such a sweet heart. i do hope that he figures things out. i'm still working on getting my best friend's ass out to los angeles. i do believe operation move her butt to los angeles is working well. excellent. i think i'm rambling. you guys don't want to know all this. but you will, or else i will hunt you down and beat your ass! i bought chocolate today so i can feed myself chocolate. mmmmm. food is rad, but chocolate makes everything better. . the warp (the record label, not vans) tour is this weekend. i hope that it is super dope and rocks the casbah and stuff. i have another open house on sunday. don't know what else i'll be doing quite yet. ho hum. don't know what else to say that really matters, not like all of this does. so uhm, party on, wayne. party on, garth. i am such a slut for the vcr. is my mom still reading this silly bullshit that i spew?
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Where were you guys last night? We missed y'all, but it was still fun meetin' new peeps. Catch ya next time yo.
So are we painting your apartment tonight or what?
lemme know,
-E