Hump day infuckingdeed.
my car overheated and locked up today. I managed to get it to the park. I had to have the thing towed to the house. Someone is supposed to look at it tomorrow.
Everyone should say a little prayer for the Batmobile.
I already miss my car. I love driving so much. Almost as much as smoking and shopping, and let's not forget fucking.
even though it seems I am broken again.
fucking antidepressants. It's still jolly good fun, but not exactly a means to an end, which is getting REALLY frustrating.
so the man bought a game for his computer so he could geek out while I am geeking out back here. Togetherness. fucking A I can deal with that.
I'm really not into gaming in any way, and I try not to let my eyes glaze over when he gets talking about some of it, he handles my swing pretty well. He's still trying to formulate a mathmatic equation to calculate the exact number of variations of the lindy hop. don't ask, it's a long and amusing story.
I spent way too much at the Mart. I love Marts, SuperMarts especially. Grocery store/department store combinations make me happy. I am such a loser.
I am calling about some other parttime stuff. I need something. I have to start making more money.
The happiest time I can remember in so long, and it happens to be when I am the absolute poorest I have ever been.
I thought about going to shake my ass again. But I really just don't feel like the hassle. And it would be.
So, I'm going to take naked pictures instead. I need to get on that soon. I have a new camera now.
I also need some more ink. Damnit.
must go do something, smoke something. kiss someone.
later for y'all....
PS: I wanna touch Quinne's boobs.
my car overheated and locked up today. I managed to get it to the park. I had to have the thing towed to the house. Someone is supposed to look at it tomorrow.
Everyone should say a little prayer for the Batmobile.
I already miss my car. I love driving so much. Almost as much as smoking and shopping, and let's not forget fucking.
even though it seems I am broken again.
fucking antidepressants. It's still jolly good fun, but not exactly a means to an end, which is getting REALLY frustrating.
so the man bought a game for his computer so he could geek out while I am geeking out back here. Togetherness. fucking A I can deal with that.
I'm really not into gaming in any way, and I try not to let my eyes glaze over when he gets talking about some of it, he handles my swing pretty well. He's still trying to formulate a mathmatic equation to calculate the exact number of variations of the lindy hop. don't ask, it's a long and amusing story.
I spent way too much at the Mart. I love Marts, SuperMarts especially. Grocery store/department store combinations make me happy. I am such a loser.
I am calling about some other parttime stuff. I need something. I have to start making more money.
The happiest time I can remember in so long, and it happens to be when I am the absolute poorest I have ever been.
I thought about going to shake my ass again. But I really just don't feel like the hassle. And it would be.
So, I'm going to take naked pictures instead. I need to get on that soon. I have a new camera now.
I also need some more ink. Damnit.
must go do something, smoke something. kiss someone.
later for y'all....
PS: I wanna touch Quinne's boobs.
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It ain't easy being as tragically hip as only you can be. Its a dirty job, but somebody's gotta do it!
*edited to say that I am drunk as a skunk right now and we HAVE GOT to party sometime....... But not before I get some steps down. Because rugs will demand to be cut when and if I ever have the opportunity to buy you a drink.
....Anyway...... take it easy sweetie. Like I said. You will ALWAYS come out on top.
[Edited on Mar 11, 2004 1:13AM]