pudding

so aside from the other crappy events of the day i pissed off Huck because i got my septum pierced today and didn't really have the money to do it, but did it anyway. i know better, but i want so bad sometimes not to know better. i'm not dumb, i'm just restless and reckless sometimes you know? i don't mean any harm i just want to have a good time. i'm not bad, i'm just drawn this way. poor jessica rabbit. i just get these urges sometimes and i want to be so destructive but i feel so damn passionate about it that it doesn't seem very wrong. Huck is so pissed, and it doesn't help that this is one of the longest and hardest nights he's had at work in a while either. he's not very sypathetic to my nature when it comes to my lashing out and such, he can't begin to unerstand it and doesn't begin to try, he thinks i am just being childish.