anarchie

Help! My home has been taken over by DALEKS!



First our Dalek overlord killed The Undertaker, then he turned his beastly metal eye to Joey Ramone- and killed him (again) too. As a final insult he blitzed my inquizative cat into smithereens!

We have no choice, we all most surrender and obey! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!

(Psst, do you Americans even know Doctor Who? The above will probably seem confusing, perhaps even deranged if you don't. Actually, the above is both those things even if you do know what a Dalek is.)

NEWS!! Come see me on tour roadie-ing for the awesome The Suffrajets



I've decided I'm leaving my hell hole town and going on the road in the name of rock 'n' roll. On my shoestring budget I shall enjoy the wonders of wonderful places I have never been- such as... Scotland! Woow! And 'training on the job' as a drum tech. Note- I know nothing about drums at all. My boyfriend has promised to teach me. He's now my boss since he's head roadie for the Jets. That doesn't mean I'll start obeying though. I'm like, so rebellious.

I hope to see at least a few of you sometime on my long September trek. CREEPS NOT INVITED.

P.'s I'll miss you ClearBrightFire. I love you!