So it turns out the new Quentin Tarantino flick is actually an Eli Roth flick.
le sigh.....i was actually getting excited about that one.
Well....things look a little better. We talked. A lot. Like, hours. So...i guess "we" are ok. He's still not. But we are. No more virtual screaming matches, for the next few weeks anyway.
i always seem to be able to find the perfect way to piss SOMEONE off.
like this scary sausage pimp while i was walking home today, he smiled at me and said something that i thought was probably "merry christmas" but he freaks me out every day so i've made it a point to have my head stuck into my mp3 player around him, because no, i would not like a sausage, you smell like cheese. So i said merry xmas back and he flips on me. Something like he's a Jew and was horribly offended...? i wasn't really listening, i was sort of looking for a rock to hit him with if i had to. i don't get that. i was being uncharacteristically sweet. i don't see the harm in saying "merry christmas" without tacking on a "and a happy <insert obscure holiday created within the last five years to appease minority extremist group here>." wtf, sausage pimp. Coal for you.
i'm so bored with everything. i look in the mirror and i'm...bored. SO! Fun time. my current pic is about a year old, so over the next couple of weeks i'll dye my hair blue, possibly guage my ears a bit, and actually put on some fucking makeup. Oh yeah, btw, that one is me in last night's lipgloss. i'd just woken up and was seconds from lunging at the camera. Bitches. i'm da shit ya can't fuck wit
rotten, nasty little person
anyway
wtf am i talking about when no one with a pussy reads my journal
le sigh.....i was actually getting excited about that one.
Well....things look a little better. We talked. A lot. Like, hours. So...i guess "we" are ok. He's still not. But we are. No more virtual screaming matches, for the next few weeks anyway.
i always seem to be able to find the perfect way to piss SOMEONE off.
like this scary sausage pimp while i was walking home today, he smiled at me and said something that i thought was probably "merry christmas" but he freaks me out every day so i've made it a point to have my head stuck into my mp3 player around him, because no, i would not like a sausage, you smell like cheese. So i said merry xmas back and he flips on me. Something like he's a Jew and was horribly offended...? i wasn't really listening, i was sort of looking for a rock to hit him with if i had to. i don't get that. i was being uncharacteristically sweet. i don't see the harm in saying "merry christmas" without tacking on a "and a happy <insert obscure holiday created within the last five years to appease minority extremist group here>." wtf, sausage pimp. Coal for you.
i'm so bored with everything. i look in the mirror and i'm...bored. SO! Fun time. my current pic is about a year old, so over the next couple of weeks i'll dye my hair blue, possibly guage my ears a bit, and actually put on some fucking makeup. Oh yeah, btw, that one is me in last night's lipgloss. i'd just woken up and was seconds from lunging at the camera. Bitches. i'm da shit ya can't fuck wit
rotten, nasty little person
anyway
wtf am i talking about when no one with a pussy reads my journal
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