The weeks almost over. I hate being one of those people who answer the question, "How are you?" with the day of the week, but it seems inevitable working a 9 to 5. It's actually gross how much my mood changes from Monday to Friday. I want to break away from the bullshit 9 to 5 that's expected of me. Fuck society and fuck The Man. Anarchy!
I need to do my hair this weekend, think I'm gonna cut it and dye the tips either pink or blue. Also might get a tattoo. I swear I'm not manic. I'm angry I missed the SG Burlesque in NY this week, would have been sick to go and meet some new friends. Anyone from NY, CT, or Mass hit me up!
Anyways, not much of a blog post. I'm gonna go take some thangs, read, and hopefully have sweet dreams.