A princess ravaged by her prince behold; the birth of sex and distance, two frail corpses both were they, his eyes were the first to stray...
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day for all of you...But for me, it's a day of causing terror in the streets of Houston with out_of_style, I think...We'll see. Fortunately, I at least have the day off. So I'll gift myself with sleep.
Bought the second set of Aqua Teen Hunger Force DVDs today...watched the first disc while on the phone with Mallory. I'm not sure how it is I can talk to her for so long...Or how she sits there on the phone in silence while I'm completely distracted by something on the TV.
Rejoice, rejoice a noble birth, a prince is born.
Behold the birth of violence, beasts of fang and feather cry for our concrete rapture,
and if we beg to be put down, unto us the most inspired storm.
Today is Ryotgirl's birthday, so go say something nice!
I close tonight at the theater...So I'm hoping that the combination of it being Sunday, and tonight being the Grammy's will keep most people at home so I don't have to pick up alot of shitty trash stuffed under the seats.
My paychecks, I've found out, are staggered. One friday I get paid at one job, then next week, the other job...So each week I have money coming in. It's really nice. I keep looking at how much I will/should make each month, and over the next 4 months before the move...I'm happy with the numbers, it keeps me going. But I also wonder how I'll make ends meet with one job and school after I move...Because I'll also have more bills, my own rent and such to pay. So less income, more bills...It's got me slightly worried...But I'll be good for a while on what I save.
Ignorance is bliss no wise woman's failed to mention
and surely some koan suggests 'neglect leads to perfection'
but the more I turn my face from the crowd
the more I feel my backs' increasingly compelled
for the sake of escape, to turn a knife on itself,
a knife of relief, from all the petty insight
and finally I'll sleep, I'll sleep through the night.
Dance to the sound of his weight bearing back fucking breaking.
