Right, so I'll just keep writing, even though no one is reading this, that's cool.
Got a new piercing. Fun. My housemates keep looking at my chest. I'm such a piece of meat to them. Not that I mind. The girl likes it too, though she's pissed that my nipple's sore at the same time my other shoulder's messed up (what the hell do i need my rotator cuff for anyways?), so sleeping's a little tenuous.
spent 12 hours at work today, but it's all good, 'cause I got to play in the studio. I love the fact that I'm the only one who touches my work from start to finish, even though I have no one to blame if it gets fucked up. Even writers get edited.
a tiny little bed at Smith's calling my name...
Got a new piercing. Fun. My housemates keep looking at my chest. I'm such a piece of meat to them. Not that I mind. The girl likes it too, though she's pissed that my nipple's sore at the same time my other shoulder's messed up (what the hell do i need my rotator cuff for anyways?), so sleeping's a little tenuous.
spent 12 hours at work today, but it's all good, 'cause I got to play in the studio. I love the fact that I'm the only one who touches my work from start to finish, even though I have no one to blame if it gets fucked up. Even writers get edited.
a tiny little bed at Smith's calling my name...