Geez....That last entry was up for a limited time only, seeing that I was royally pissed off and its not very becoming of a lady...
Soooooo... I really want to sincerly apologize for not getting back to anyones comments lately, and being a shitty internet friend. I have been up to my neck in shit here, and I have 15 days to have everything out and scrubbed clean.
A few of you have been a guest here in my home and have seen for yourselves that this house has aged not so well. I have to give the Ol' house credit though, it has serviced the youths of Sonoma County for 15 years. 15 years of parties, many years at 7 days a week. Booze, drugs, fireworks, barf, knife throwing, blood-splattering, bitch fighting, naked dancing, S&M and goth club, sword fighting, fingerpainting, dish shattering, gut-busting-ball-breaking-action-packed-fun.
All indoors, and ground into the walls. Yesterday I picked some shrapnel out of the ceiling...from some sort of explosive... Today I cleaned out the kitchen and found some old heroin syringes in the cupboard. Heh...tomorrow I am going to fill the holes in the wall behind my entertainment center in my room...caused by the alchoholic olympics and some brand new throwing daggers.
I am not quite complaining, I just have some severely mixed feelings about it all. I hate this house. I really do. Yet I have "feelings" for it, and will be very sad to put this beast to rest.
All the bitching has been about the fact that 90% of all the things stuffed in every little crevice here are not mine. Nor do they belong to anyone who currently resides here. People just came, decided to stay for a few months, accumulated some things, and decided to move on, sweeping their things under the rug.
*sigh*
We will be having a party on the 22nd and the 23rd of this month... The very last one..ever.*wipes tear away*
If you are in the area, and would like to attend, just drop me an Email, and I will give you my address. We will have a DJ spinning some dark jungle and such..NIN style.
All the cool kids will be there.
I may be a while.....Take care.
Soooooo... I really want to sincerly apologize for not getting back to anyones comments lately, and being a shitty internet friend. I have been up to my neck in shit here, and I have 15 days to have everything out and scrubbed clean.
A few of you have been a guest here in my home and have seen for yourselves that this house has aged not so well. I have to give the Ol' house credit though, it has serviced the youths of Sonoma County for 15 years. 15 years of parties, many years at 7 days a week. Booze, drugs, fireworks, barf, knife throwing, blood-splattering, bitch fighting, naked dancing, S&M and goth club, sword fighting, fingerpainting, dish shattering, gut-busting-ball-breaking-action-packed-fun.
All indoors, and ground into the walls. Yesterday I picked some shrapnel out of the ceiling...from some sort of explosive... Today I cleaned out the kitchen and found some old heroin syringes in the cupboard. Heh...tomorrow I am going to fill the holes in the wall behind my entertainment center in my room...caused by the alchoholic olympics and some brand new throwing daggers.
I am not quite complaining, I just have some severely mixed feelings about it all. I hate this house. I really do. Yet I have "feelings" for it, and will be very sad to put this beast to rest.
All the bitching has been about the fact that 90% of all the things stuffed in every little crevice here are not mine. Nor do they belong to anyone who currently resides here. People just came, decided to stay for a few months, accumulated some things, and decided to move on, sweeping their things under the rug.
*sigh*
We will be having a party on the 22nd and the 23rd of this month... The very last one..ever.*wipes tear away*
If you are in the area, and would like to attend, just drop me an Email, and I will give you my address. We will have a DJ spinning some dark jungle and such..NIN style.
All the cool kids will be there.
I may be a while.....Take care.
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I'm not there hence all the cool kids aren't at you party.
Admit it. I'm right.
Or I may ask you to step outside...