soraya

wouldnt it be great if i could teach my dog to make coffee in the morning? not only would i be set with a really great situation but i could enter her on that show on tv, pet tricks or something, win first prize, and make off with a thousand dollars. hmm.

this housing search is giving me a headache. make it stop. i think im going to take a break. my neck snapped earlier in the week. a combination of too much stress, a really fucking old lumpy futon, and a shoulder bag belonging to one pack rat who cant leave the house without too much junk. luckily i surviveddue to a stash of my fiends pain killers and muscle relaxers she didnt want to have around so i hid them under my bathroom sink for her. percoset has become my new friend for the week.

why cant i just do some sort of serious gardening gig at some perfect house in Oakland with a huge yard, in exchange for a few hundred dollars of the rent? this is my new goal. shit. supposedly its a renters market out there. sounds like a good deal to me, in everybodys favor. maybe itll just work..fingers crossed

dinner tonight with the lovelies miss bliss and holly. i love girls night out.

i put up another polaroid in the candids. its post-bang trim for all of you who requested it. but you cant really tell. thats all i got.