I find that creepy, and I wonder what happened today that caused 5 guys to find me all at once. Was a new feature added? Or a batch of new members on the prowl? I know I posted a pic the other day but that pic was up for a day before I got the creepies... and other pics didn't attract the creepies like this.
Don't take the term "creepies" personally... I just don't talk to or accept friendships from Myspace collectors and the like. It's not necessarily creepy to make these advances... but I'm not going to respond to them regardless.
So. Other stuff.
The party this weekend was lots of fun... I should have gotten there much earlier because I missed out on the Meat on Sticks and also there were people that left early that I didn't see enough of or didn't see at all. I will post pictures when I get around to it.
This part is a bunch of crap you don't have to read.
One of my cow orkers was a no-show two days in a row. I will probably have to pick up some of her shifts if she gets fired. And who will cover my days off when I need them? I'm concerned.
I've been reading again. Yesterday I read "Joy Luck Club" and today I read most of "The Bunyip Archives" by James E. Schutte. That's a weird one I picked up in the discount section at B&N. Not a great novel by any means, but still very entertaining. I picked it up this morning because EvilFlapjack text messaged me about it last night.
There are other books here that I will read next, but soon I must hit up B&M with a $25 gift card and Borders with a $10 card... and I'll find more to read. And probably I'll stop by Abbie's Book Case in Southampton for some cheap used stuff.
Sorry this journal has no pictures. Maybe I'll add one tomorrow morning. I'm gonna go finish the Bunyip book.
Hehe... wait, here's something...
I got this from one of the News items linked at the top of the page. It's a live Alice Cooper video from earlier this year. The songs he does here are from "Welcome to My Nightmare", which was one of my favorite records when I was a little girl. Picture me maybe nine or ten years old, lying on the floor in the living room under the speakers, with the record jacket in my hands, reading the lyrics and singing along. I know that album by heart. The child version of me made up visual images to go along with the songs... like a movie that plays inside my head. Watching this video was kinda weird though... corrupts my inner movie. And what the fuck is with that spastic girl in the nightgown? 
It's okay, I still love you, Alice.
