karmachameleon

Dyed my hair today. What was supposed to be a lovely dark brown has turned *pink*. Pink. Pink?!?

Everyone's against me. Even my hair. Hopefully every one will think I wanted pink hair with black ends. It's, um, a fashion statement or something. I'll put up a pic of it as soon as I take off this paper bag I have over my head.

Pink....?

Part tonight at my friend's house. The chick every one's tyring to hook me up with is going to be there. I'll give her a shot but she really doesn't seem to be my type. Or maybe I'm just picky. Never thought of myself as picky, jeeze, my last couple of dates really haven't been upstanding examples of sanity but I liked them at the...
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It's too hot outside to live. I'm going to bed, right under my fan, and if some one could wake me up when its September I would be most appreciative.

I love sleeping with another person. Nothing sexual, just sharing a bed and sleeping. Me and my friend Nate tend to just crash in the same bed after we've smoked or drank (drunk?) and I never really thought about it before. Yesterday we crashed and in the middle of the night I woke up and his arm had just slipped around my waist while he...
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I have a webcam!

::dances::

Fear me. It's really ghetto and as soon as I figure out how to hook it up, you all can watch me sit in front of my computer doing pretty much frikken notthing. I'm thinking about hooking it up to the rat's cage, he's a lot more interesting than I am.

Smoked up with my brother's Godbrother (they're like an extended, irritating, loud, yet pot-smoking extention of my family) before I remembered I had to go to work. That was amusing. Work is now so second nature I can pretty much do it automatically whilst under the influence of pretty much anything. I'm not sure if I should be proud of that or not... probably not.

Jesus fucking christ.

I have a friend who's dating a guy who is so terrible for her. He's incredibly religious and the complete opposite of her. And all she does is complain about it. "Dump him" I say, being the useful, blunt person I am.

"But I don't wanna be aloooooooooooooone...." Fucking tool. So she's pretty much is just using him until she finds some...
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I thought I owuld join the Cool People Club and get a webcam, but both of my frikken USB ports are being monopolized by my mouse and my wireless internet router dealie thingie. So it's just one more freaking thing I have to buy. Dammit. Guess the porn will have to wait.

"What came first - the music of the misery? Did I listen to music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to music?... People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent video games; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands - literally thousands -...
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My brother sprained his right ankle playing painball on the farm with his buddies. What a moron. He played football for four years and was captian for three (he was the normal one in the family). So far, he managed to break his left foot playing frisbee golf last year and now he's hobling on his left because of paintball. He couldn't hurt himself the...
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