thursday

i have two new loves:
*rasputina
and
*scrabble.
i've also learned that scrabble isn't a very good 'drunk game'. unless of course your whole prerogative is to LOSE HARD. bagh...

other than that, i've been coughing up pure fucking bog rot. it's disgusting. i don't get it. i'm not really smoking and i'm not sick anymore. from where doth the split-pea soup begin?

speaking of rasputina. i danced in the local burlesque show on sunday night, to 'young girll', by rasputina. it was rad.