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I need to go and get some more hair dye. My blonde roots are starting to show.
Whoa, oh, to have blonde hair...That and I'm outta Coke...bummer. At least I have the next two days off with nothing to do, nowhere to drive, except maybe to the beach to do some creative writing. I have a gorgeous idea for a poem, but it's getting fucked up beyond all recognition. I quit fucking with it till I could get to the beach and make my head shut up. It's being stupid lately and I don't understand it. I don't really try anymore, though.

See now, I was just staring at the screen for like five minutes, for no reason. I think that I need a vacation already. My brain is fried.

I get my tattoo finished next friday and I am excited about that, but even more excited of my next tattoo because I know it's gonna be hot. I'm trying to get my sister to draw it for me...I love her art so much, I want to have a piece of it with me forever!!!...and to have a bad-ass artist draw me a bad-ass tattoo would just be fucking IT.

Well, off to the shower, then the store, then home to have a boring night dying my boring hair...

Can we start again, go back to what it meant back then...