I've been listening to the Vitamin String Quartet and reading William Blake all afternoon.... Granted I did wake up around 1pm...






I was mistaken in my previous post... Sith's photoset that I took goes up Monday, August 15th. Still... It's really close.

I have an interview for an internship on Tuesday... That means I'm living the last days of my pink hair. It really upsets me... It's not fucking fair. What does hair color have to do with professionalism? Not a goddamn thing.

I plan to take many pictures of it before it's gone.

I'm going to get ready to go to the gay bar. Maybe black lights and glitter will lighten my mood.