listening to Fugazi. i got my huge order of c.d.s yesterday. most of them were just replacements for stuff i had lost, had stolen, or had on cassette. but it's still exciting. 
more wierd dreams last night. can't say what they were about. i wish i could remember this shit. but. anyway.
4th of July pictures are up.
and here's some silly pictures i took last night.
it's fixin' to rain. sky's getting dark. being in my apartment alone is starting to get to me. i think this will be the first time since we moved in here over two years ago that i've been here by myself for more than a couple or three days. odd indeed. i honestly believe that probably, Rhys thinks i should not be left unsupervised for too long. like i'm going to get into trouble, or hurt myself, or burn the house down, etc. heh. he may be right.
i should get out of here, though. if only for a little while. i'm starting to twitch.
but whenever i think i might go out, or at least get out of the house, something stops me. i'm broke as a fucking joke, for one. that does have something to do with it. and also it's miserable hot. as soon as you go outside, you feel like someone dumped about twenty pounds on your shoulders. the heat just drags you down, sucks you dry. gah. i fucking hate summers here.
that's it for now. i'll try to keep myself from climbing the walls too much.
love.
-Hyena.
more wierd dreams last night. can't say what they were about. i wish i could remember this shit. but. anyway.
4th of July pictures are up.
and here's some silly pictures i took last night.
it's fixin' to rain. sky's getting dark. being in my apartment alone is starting to get to me. i think this will be the first time since we moved in here over two years ago that i've been here by myself for more than a couple or three days. odd indeed. i honestly believe that probably, Rhys thinks i should not be left unsupervised for too long. like i'm going to get into trouble, or hurt myself, or burn the house down, etc. heh. he may be right.
i should get out of here, though. if only for a little while. i'm starting to twitch.
but whenever i think i might go out, or at least get out of the house, something stops me. i'm broke as a fucking joke, for one. that does have something to do with it. and also it's miserable hot. as soon as you go outside, you feel like someone dumped about twenty pounds on your shoulders. the heat just drags you down, sucks you dry. gah. i fucking hate summers here.
that's it for now. i'll try to keep myself from climbing the walls too much.
love.
-Hyena.
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I actually just got off of work. Feel like doing anything?
I'll tell you- summers halfway up the contry aren't much better, hon. The air here was sick today. Just oxygenless hot-blast mess.