i'm still not caught up on all my journal-replying. but it's coming. slowly but surely. forgive me. i suck.
so.
1. on a "yay! no cancer!" note, biopsy results are back. everything's o.k. with my mom. thanks everyone for the well-wishes on our behalf. being the pessimist i am, i was already planning (secretly) to move back home if anything had come up on the tests. because. she's the best (and only) mom i have. duh. but all is well. so thank the powers that be for one more cancer-free day, eh?
2. on a slightly less frightening note, new pictures should be up soon. i'm going to go pick them up today.
3. on a "oh, the price of beauty" note, i have chunks of mascara in my eyes. it's not as painful as it sounds. just annoying. fucking make-up. i can't believe i used to wear it everyday.
4. on a "how do you afford your rock-n-roll lifestyle?" note, i ordered a bunch of dumb shit from the internet yesterday, even though i'm supposed to be on a budget. you know, what with the unemployed thing. but i swear to you, i just couldn't live another day without 60 1/2" loose spikes or more dumb patches to sew on my dumb jackets. fuck, man... i'm too poor to be properly punk rock. i should know that by now.
5. on an SGnola note, went to see Antartica vs. the World and Soilent Green last night with JasonDemon, Kayna, and junkllama. it was awesome. and, er... interesting. i actually remembered to bring ear plugs, too, so despite everyone having to yell at me last night, i have no ringing of the ears. which is always appreciated. went to Snakes afterwards, hung out for a bit. drank too much cheap beer. i have no idea why i'm awake right now. fucking fucked-up sleep schedule. note to self: grrr.
6. on a "booking my weekend way too full" note, i'm supposed to go to Jazzfest today to see Fishbone. i might add that if i do go, my friend Robin will be getting me in for free. because otherwise i can't afford it. (stupid studsandspikes.com banner, tempting me to spend my now-limited cash on the equivalent of toys and candy) then tonight i'm going to Twiropa to see Morning 40 Federation and Gogol Bordello with Kayna and junkllama. then tomorrow i'm going to bingo. or something. with Kayna. because she used her feminine wiles to talk me into it. damned feminine wiles. so. so much for the quiet life.
o.k., i'm tired of numbering and labeling my ramblings. it's getting way too complicated. even for me.
drinking coffee so i've commited myself to being awake today. i fear this is a mistake, but don't want to go lie in bed and stare at the ceiling while dogs walk on my face. anymore.
so i supose i'll go pick up my pictures from last weekend. hopefully there's some good ones in with the stupid drunken ones. i mean, if you take enough random pictures, a couple have got to turn out well, despite your lack of skill. right? right? well, we'll see.
picture update:
Lake Tahoe...
more pictures
until then.
much love.
-Hyena.
so.
1. on a "yay! no cancer!" note, biopsy results are back. everything's o.k. with my mom. thanks everyone for the well-wishes on our behalf. being the pessimist i am, i was already planning (secretly) to move back home if anything had come up on the tests. because. she's the best (and only) mom i have. duh. but all is well. so thank the powers that be for one more cancer-free day, eh?
2. on a slightly less frightening note, new pictures should be up soon. i'm going to go pick them up today.
3. on a "oh, the price of beauty" note, i have chunks of mascara in my eyes. it's not as painful as it sounds. just annoying. fucking make-up. i can't believe i used to wear it everyday.
4. on a "how do you afford your rock-n-roll lifestyle?" note, i ordered a bunch of dumb shit from the internet yesterday, even though i'm supposed to be on a budget. you know, what with the unemployed thing. but i swear to you, i just couldn't live another day without 60 1/2" loose spikes or more dumb patches to sew on my dumb jackets. fuck, man... i'm too poor to be properly punk rock. i should know that by now.
5. on an SGnola note, went to see Antartica vs. the World and Soilent Green last night with JasonDemon, Kayna, and junkllama. it was awesome. and, er... interesting. i actually remembered to bring ear plugs, too, so despite everyone having to yell at me last night, i have no ringing of the ears. which is always appreciated. went to Snakes afterwards, hung out for a bit. drank too much cheap beer. i have no idea why i'm awake right now. fucking fucked-up sleep schedule. note to self: grrr.
6. on a "booking my weekend way too full" note, i'm supposed to go to Jazzfest today to see Fishbone. i might add that if i do go, my friend Robin will be getting me in for free. because otherwise i can't afford it. (stupid studsandspikes.com banner, tempting me to spend my now-limited cash on the equivalent of toys and candy) then tonight i'm going to Twiropa to see Morning 40 Federation and Gogol Bordello with Kayna and junkllama. then tomorrow i'm going to bingo. or something. with Kayna. because she used her feminine wiles to talk me into it. damned feminine wiles. so. so much for the quiet life.
o.k., i'm tired of numbering and labeling my ramblings. it's getting way too complicated. even for me.
drinking coffee so i've commited myself to being awake today. i fear this is a mistake, but don't want to go lie in bed and stare at the ceiling while dogs walk on my face. anymore.
so i supose i'll go pick up my pictures from last weekend. hopefully there's some good ones in with the stupid drunken ones. i mean, if you take enough random pictures, a couple have got to turn out well, despite your lack of skill. right? right? well, we'll see.
picture update:
Lake Tahoe...
more pictures
until then.
much love.
-Hyena.
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is that a marriage proposal?