Another day another dress fitting... I felt so sick I nearly tossed up in my goddamned handbag... I've had food poisoning since about 4 this morning and I'm ready to slay due to the pain and the shock and awe of it all. You know what is the worst about all this? The absolute fucking worst? There is a cat camping out on my balcony named "Snowball" that is in heat... Due to her name on her tag, and the lack of a bleeding address or phone number on her tag, and her whorish moans and behaviour I've renamed her "Cokewhore" I call her "Kristal (with a K)" for short, mostly I call her "Daft Slut" after my H-ex.
In other stellar news I found out that my new city, is RIGHT SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE of TORNADO FUCKING ALLEY!!! Greeaattt... If it's not earthquakes, volcanoes and tsunamis here, it's tor-fucking-nados... Princess or not, dress or not, true happiness or not, I'm really finding myself attactched to here as much as I fucking hate it sometimes, damn, I don't want to move to a place where I'm going to have to wear a black floor length veil just to leave the house eleven months out of the year. I don't want to move away from my friends I love. I know I want to help make and get good music out into a world that needs it so very fucking badly. And I know that "Snowball, Cokewhore, Kristal" or whoever the fuck that cat is must die. And worst of all, I have to hire someone to do the hit because when I graduated from the medical institute I took an oath and unlike some people (My H-ex) when I make a promise I keep it. I can do no harm towards any animal, so another bill for me... Phone, Rent, Cable/Internets, School Loan, Kill Snowball, Vicodin, Spend money on mates...
In other stellar news I found out that my new city, is RIGHT SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE of TORNADO FUCKING ALLEY!!! Greeaattt... If it's not earthquakes, volcanoes and tsunamis here, it's tor-fucking-nados... Princess or not, dress or not, true happiness or not, I'm really finding myself attactched to here as much as I fucking hate it sometimes, damn, I don't want to move to a place where I'm going to have to wear a black floor length veil just to leave the house eleven months out of the year. I don't want to move away from my friends I love. I know I want to help make and get good music out into a world that needs it so very fucking badly. And I know that "Snowball, Cokewhore, Kristal" or whoever the fuck that cat is must die. And worst of all, I have to hire someone to do the hit because when I graduated from the medical institute I took an oath and unlike some people (My H-ex) when I make a promise I keep it. I can do no harm towards any animal, so another bill for me... Phone, Rent, Cable/Internets, School Loan, Kill Snowball, Vicodin, Spend money on mates...
still--thats a pretty amuzing rant.
thanks for the read.
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