Everyone raves about Grey Gardens but I'm honestly finding it kind of annoying.
Last night Dana and I went to the gay bar and got our dance on.
Today we attempted to go on a mini roadtrip to see the lights at Oglebay/do some Christmas shopping but that ended up in a disaster that involved driving an hour the wrong direction, me literally almost shitting my pants, Dana driving down the wrong side of the road, and the store we wanted to go to no longer being there. FUN.
My disco ball-heart-Rainbow Brite Christmas tree is so awesome. Behold:
The dog left a present under it the other day!
He's so sweet! His father has named him Dutch. I don't really know how I feel about that, but whatevs.
I have a head full of clouds and strange conspiracy theories. I'm also really emo. And I cut myself and shit.
(^^^ obligatory cryptic statement. It wouldn't be a blog of mine without those, and drunken pictures.)
I love my space heater.
I'm making pictures with supervillain on Sunday and I'm excited. Not SG stuff, just something for fun.
That boy is a monster. M-m-m-m-monster.
