So, you really are a monster, huh?
That qualifies as a monster, sir.
Fucking slut.
So... i got pulled over today doing 70 something in a 45 mph zone.
And i didn't get a ticket, tra la la la!
They must think i'm fucking innocent or something.
i mean... i'm not a bad person, but still, i have blue hair and more peircings than most people in this area.
You'd think...
He didn't even go back to look up my information, he just asked me if i had ever gotten a ticket before and let me off with a warning.
After he let me go, i couldn't stop laughing.
And i went around taking pictures of everything, because that's what happy little photographers like to do.
Some nice man who is a something, i'm not sure what he is yet, but he's definately something let me take photos in his antique store... which was awesome.
One thing he suggested i take a picture of was a Cherub... which made me sad because they remind me of what i can't have.
Yeah, that's right...
And then i ate some Easter candy, and someone left a marshmallow chocolate covered rabbit on the couch that Frankie's step-dad was sitting on, so i ate it.
It was warm and melty.
i just realized how dull this blog is... hehe... it makes me think of the cat stories i tell Frankie because she hates them.
i have pictures of me with bare legs somewhere...
i don't often show my legs because they're always bruised and shit... and i think they're fat...
i enjoy spaghetti.
That's one of the bad ones, though... i don't like this one too much.
That qualifies as a monster, sir.
Fucking slut.
So... i got pulled over today doing 70 something in a 45 mph zone.
And i didn't get a ticket, tra la la la!
They must think i'm fucking innocent or something.
i mean... i'm not a bad person, but still, i have blue hair and more peircings than most people in this area.
You'd think...
He didn't even go back to look up my information, he just asked me if i had ever gotten a ticket before and let me off with a warning.
After he let me go, i couldn't stop laughing.
And i went around taking pictures of everything, because that's what happy little photographers like to do.
Some nice man who is a something, i'm not sure what he is yet, but he's definately something let me take photos in his antique store... which was awesome.
One thing he suggested i take a picture of was a Cherub... which made me sad because they remind me of what i can't have.
Yeah, that's right...
And then i ate some Easter candy, and someone left a marshmallow chocolate covered rabbit on the couch that Frankie's step-dad was sitting on, so i ate it.
It was warm and melty.
i just realized how dull this blog is... hehe... it makes me think of the cat stories i tell Frankie because she hates them.
i have pictures of me with bare legs somewhere...
i don't often show my legs because they're always bruised and shit... and i think they're fat...
i enjoy spaghetti.
That's one of the bad ones, though... i don't like this one too much.
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rin:
well, it gets worse inland for me because there is lower humidity. i grew up in alberta with like 10-30% humidity and it just kills me. i took a short trip to new mexico a few months ago and in the few days, my hands started to crack and bleed. YIKES. good luck with arizona, i haven't been there.
rin:
you know what i recently realised i can use? gold bond powder/cream! it seriously works. i can't believe i never thought of it before. i've also heard of the possibility of a weetzie bat movie...aren't you nervous they'll wreck it? i kind of am.