hellcatjustine

today was great. I hung out with Jenn for awhile then I went shopping with mom for christmas. She takes me shopping for my presents now, I love it. I got some really cool stuff, and I still have another 40 bucks to spend after christmas. For 80 bucks at pier one I managed to get 8 martini glasses with red stems, 6 lowball glasses, a set of dragonfly coasters, a cocktail mixer set with tools and another set of tools and a really rockin oriental wooden tray and some nutcraker ornaments and something else I am forgetting.

that was the longest runon sentence ever.

I also picked out Chris's present from my mom, and mom bought me a rainbow brite doll!

I'm really so excited they bought back rainbow brite and strawberry shortcake, although I want another SS doll that smells like strawberries.

I'm cheesed they have apparently only brought back 3 of the color kids.

Random goofy fact about me: My mom used to call me her little rainbow brite doll.

I think I need a little happiness around here, so I am making a list of things that I love:

My doggie
My future husband
That I am getting married exactly one year from today
My house
My kitties
My computer
My family
My friends
Music
Swing dancing
Clothes
Shoes
Makeup
Purses
Rainbow Brite
Tattoos
Piercings
Corsets
Burlesque
Smoking
Fall Leaves
Anything that matches
Anything that vibrates
Stockings
Red hair color
TV Shows: Law and Order, Firefly, MASH, Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Futurama, Family Guy, Beavis and Butthead (yeah, I still love that shit.), Emeril, any Martha show
The Good Time Party Squad
Marijuana
Cars
Chanel
Baby Phat
Levis
Icemakers
Booze
Benzodiazepines
Detachable Showerheads
Thrift stores

fuck, I could keep going. I guess I love a lot of things. And I love life, even if it shits on me sometimes...

I must try and sleep now. Tomorrow is Friday, and that means the weekend.

I'm slacking on it, so here's the Webb for the day:


I don't know what you think your tryin' to do
there ain't no loop hole that you ain't crawled thru
your cookin' the books your throwin' the game
I oughta call it all because of rain
I keep on keepin' on tryin' to make it work
but I got to tell ya your hittin' where it hurts

I'm fightin' feelin's I ain't never felt
its like your lettin' fly below the belt
I'm in a pinch...I'm feelin' a crunch
You blindside with your sucker punch
let me make my point before I meander
whats good for the goose is good for the gander

your hittin' where it hurts
your hittin' where it hurts
your doin' dirty work
its a real shakey deal
your hittin' where it hurts

they say a whistlin' girl and a crowin' hen
always come to the same sad end
your hands look scabbed your dress is a mess
you got lies in your eyes champagne on your breath
you got a wild streak so dang hot
light a cigarette if you hit the right spot

your hittin' where it hurts
your hittin' where it hurts
your doin' dirty work
its a real shakey deal
your hittin' where it hurts

your hittin' where it hurts
your hittin' where it hurts
your doin' dirty work
its a real shakey deal

(hittin' where it hurts) ya hit me
aww ya hit me where it hurts
ya doin' dirty work
now its a real shakey deal
ya hittin' where it hurts