jolene

man oh man. i have been mad as a march hare lately. i think the lack of sleep and poor dietary habits are starting to eat away at my soul. when you're listening to the misfits and glen is singing your name, you know you have a problem.
even more strange then glenn serenading me through the work day, i have been quite the hermit as of late. i went and saw the vibrators sunday night, but didn't want to stay because the thickness of the air and the sweat dripping from the ceiling was driving me insane.
tuesday night i went and saw the queens of the stone age, but didn't feel like partying with the band afterwards @ dantes. what in the hell is the matter with me? last night... free in to the boys sets fire show, but no! i'm going to lay low, drink some booze, and watch damien:omen2. damn good flick, but come on. BOY SETS FIRE! jeesh... i am such a dork.

thank goodness maggie is coming into town to rescue me from myself! we are going to paint the town red from head to toe. watch out motherfuckers! miss j has been locked away and is planning her escape...