look mom, there's a detroit group! { http://suicidegirls.com/groups/SGdetroit/ }
somebody will have to take it over when i get broke & busy again, but it's there. go join kids!
i hate the hungryfordesign boy, - http://www.hungryfordesign.com - his skills make me jealous. this poster he did is neat - http://www.threadless.com/product.cfm?id=33
ok lets brainstorm. i hate my hair, what should i do with it? my friend told me i'd look in a pixie cut, but i think that idea appalled me. it's nice on other people but it's not really my style.
i miss the jason.
[edit i'm adding more because i'm not making two damned entries in one day]
anyways. it's almost 4pm and i'm waiting for the day to begin. i'm going to meet up with my friend kyle that i haven't seen in a good year, maybe two because my time perception has always been horribly off. i may get to see another friend this evening.
which got me thinking about girlfriends. a couple years ago i was very anti-girl in terms of friends. i'd date them but i always found it easier to befriend boys. nowadays i don't really have a preference, it seems to split 50/50, but now i have some really good girlfriends & old one's are coming back into my life too. things feel like they are planned.
although i've woefully discovered that my girl friend who i've just started hanging out with in the past few months is also an alcohol glutton and we totally don't stop either from almost, say, getting alcohol poisoning. it sure is fun though!
it seems that i'm regressing to how i was in high school, which i think is good in some ways and bad in some.
good: i never did give a fuck about what anyone thought of me, and although i never really have, the past few years have been all about the 'right' thing to do - should i get married, have kids, am i getting too old for this or that? the past few months have been a shedding of those thoughts and the birth of what's best for me.
malo: i had i bad temper. it seems to be coming back. when i was 16 my dad pissed me off... can't even remember what... and i moved across the country to dallas that evening. i can't be doing nothing crazy like that anymore.
i still miss the jason.
i miss you too, fovea, sir. come home?
somebody will have to take it over when i get broke & busy again, but it's there. go join kids!
i hate the hungryfordesign boy, - http://www.hungryfordesign.com - his skills make me jealous. this poster he did is neat - http://www.threadless.com/product.cfm?id=33
ok lets brainstorm. i hate my hair, what should i do with it? my friend told me i'd look in a pixie cut, but i think that idea appalled me. it's nice on other people but it's not really my style.
i miss the jason.
[edit i'm adding more because i'm not making two damned entries in one day]
anyways. it's almost 4pm and i'm waiting for the day to begin. i'm going to meet up with my friend kyle that i haven't seen in a good year, maybe two because my time perception has always been horribly off. i may get to see another friend this evening.
which got me thinking about girlfriends. a couple years ago i was very anti-girl in terms of friends. i'd date them but i always found it easier to befriend boys. nowadays i don't really have a preference, it seems to split 50/50, but now i have some really good girlfriends & old one's are coming back into my life too. things feel like they are planned.
although i've woefully discovered that my girl friend who i've just started hanging out with in the past few months is also an alcohol glutton and we totally don't stop either from almost, say, getting alcohol poisoning. it sure is fun though!
it seems that i'm regressing to how i was in high school, which i think is good in some ways and bad in some.
good: i never did give a fuck about what anyone thought of me, and although i never really have, the past few years have been all about the 'right' thing to do - should i get married, have kids, am i getting too old for this or that? the past few months have been a shedding of those thoughts and the birth of what's best for me.
malo: i had i bad temper. it seems to be coming back. when i was 16 my dad pissed me off... can't even remember what... and i moved across the country to dallas that evening. i can't be doing nothing crazy like that anymore.
i still miss the jason.
i miss you too, fovea, sir. come home?
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it can be fun to do that stuff with boys, too, but not in the same way.
it is SO refreshing to have both you and rolanda back on the site!! i just can't say it enough