psychicgoldfish

Bastard yokels who have no artistic talent spray painted shitty bubblegum pink and powder blue graffiti on the beautiful rocks at the lake right across the street from my mother's house, where I enjoy swimming during the summers. Imagine, you're in a heavily wooded place, swimming in a lake where the water is practically pure, cold and refreshing. There are wild animals wandering about, doing their wild animal thing. The sky is a beautiful shade of blue. Everything is right in the world. And then, there is "A.T.D loves S.F.H." Garishly scrawled across the virgin landscape. Fuckin' pisses me off.

I really enjoyed my hometown's redneck parade. Firearms. Firewater. That's what this country was founded on. There was this one "float" that was this classic car, and on the top, scrawled in Sharpee on cardboard was "We got HIM!!" Apparently, the dinosaur driving the car meant the capture of Saddam Hussain. There was an arm sticking out of the trunk. TeeHee! I loved how none of the people IN the parade seemed enthralled, excpting the red hat ladies, the women in my town who are 50 and above, and get together and... wear red hats, apparently. They seemed happy. I had a good time with LunaCava and her boyfriend at that event.

One thing about my hometown, I fucking ALWAYS see the older brother of my first crush, when I go on munchee's runs at the Mobil One Stop. Very odd.

One of my hippy roommates, the one with the ginormous puppy, moved out last week. She is replaced by her hippy younger sister, and a smaller, better behaved dog.

I keep running into the foriegn guy I slept with last week. I don't want to see him again, in a romantic capacity, but he keeps trying to make dates with me. I really need to just... let him know, I guess. He's a nice guy, really sweet, and kinda hot. But... I am not interested in a relationship. I didn't enjoy having sex with him. That seems odd to me, not enjoying sex. Can't deal with that.

The guy I have been hanging out with, who won't put out might want to hang later. I genuinely enjoy his company. He's a scifi geek, and I find that incredibly attractive. He's never had a slush puppy. I must change that. I don't think we are going to ever be serious, but he could shape up to be a really good friend. I am optimistic.

I have a photoshoot on August 14th. So I need to start getting ready for that.

And that's my life. What's going on with you?

Also... What is your favorite kind of breakfast cereal? I LOVE fruity pebbles. Gross, I know, but I love them.