First off.
Check out Malloreigh's new set and tell me that just doesn't make your day.
Absolutely stunning.
I kinda sorta partially saw Metric on the weekend.
Not really.
Well... I saw the opening band... then Death From Above 1979 (They rocked pretty hard, I'll say) and then I basically had to leave... as it was 12:45 and I had other plans.
Damn people for not starting shows on time... Well maybe not damn them... that's harsh... but DARN them anyway... to the heck pit or some other such bullshoot.
Fark.
It was a great weekend though... (Ain't it always folks???) And surely it'll be a great week. Finally getting the burlesque project into the swing of things... so good. Very excited to welcome some wonderful and intriguing people to the area and work with them on what will surely be an equally wonderful and intriguing project.
But it is $$$.
I will be po' again very, very soon. (So much so I can not even afford the extra "O" and "R" in "poor".)
So sad... too bad...
Actually, money is overrated. I pride myself on always being extravagant with my money.
Oh, I got free Gucci sunglasses! They are nice! And authentic! AND FREE! (My parents found 'em in Vegas and gave them to me when I saw them) Super sweet (Like candy... from a baby)
Am I rambling yet?
Methinks yes.
Oh and lesson time folks!
THREE LESSONS:
1. Never fold the top on a convertible with a vinyl windowed top with vigor... the window will split. Shit.
2. By not leaving your cat food and leaving human food on the counter, assume the inevitable.
3. Leaving an inspirational note in my journal will assure you entrance into heaven.. or a new car. (This may or may not be bull... you guess)
***
And so ends another chilling epic and pointless ramling in my online life.
I honestly don't really suck as bad as all that.
It's actually worse.
Naw... Mom loves me...
And so should YOU.
Check out Malloreigh's new set and tell me that just doesn't make your day.
Absolutely stunning.
I kinda sorta partially saw Metric on the weekend.
Not really.
Well... I saw the opening band... then Death From Above 1979 (They rocked pretty hard, I'll say) and then I basically had to leave... as it was 12:45 and I had other plans.
Damn people for not starting shows on time... Well maybe not damn them... that's harsh... but DARN them anyway... to the heck pit or some other such bullshoot.
Fark.
It was a great weekend though... (Ain't it always folks???) And surely it'll be a great week. Finally getting the burlesque project into the swing of things... so good. Very excited to welcome some wonderful and intriguing people to the area and work with them on what will surely be an equally wonderful and intriguing project.
But it is $$$.
I will be po' again very, very soon. (So much so I can not even afford the extra "O" and "R" in "poor".)
So sad... too bad...
Actually, money is overrated. I pride myself on always being extravagant with my money.
Oh, I got free Gucci sunglasses! They are nice! And authentic! AND FREE! (My parents found 'em in Vegas and gave them to me when I saw them) Super sweet (Like candy... from a baby)
Am I rambling yet?
Methinks yes.
Oh and lesson time folks!
THREE LESSONS:
1. Never fold the top on a convertible with a vinyl windowed top with vigor... the window will split.
Shit.
2. By not leaving your cat food and leaving human food on the counter, assume the inevitable.
3. Leaving an inspirational note in my journal will assure you entrance into heaven.. or a new car. (This may or may not be bull... you guess)
***
And so ends another chilling epic and pointless ramling in my online life.
I honestly don't really suck as bad as all that.
It's actually worse.
Naw... Mom loves me...
And so should YOU.
VIEW 20 of 20 COMMENTS
ondyne:
Hey now, some of us are products of alcohol related sex! heehee! The weekend was a weekend, never long enough. But lesson number 2 could also be never leave people food where a cat has access to it. I had a kitten that would pull pork chops, chicken breasts, and steaks off of plates and across the room. Damn dumpster kitties! heehee! 
soleils:
Some how some part of your journal entry got into my dreams last night. It had to do with the sunglasses. You had dropped them somewhere and I had found them for you but it turns out you hadn't lost them in the first place so I kept them. They were kinda ugly though...wow..not very interesting... 
