*sigh*
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I'm feeling mighty emo tonight. And I don't like that. I'd much rather be an emotionless robot. LOL Unfortunately, I've got all kinds of stuff swirling around in my mind tonight. About a bunch of different things...
LOVE LIFE:
My love life is still nonexistent. Which is fine I suppose. But Brando has still been too busy to meet with me so I haven't gotten a chance to get all the bullshit off my chest yet. I'm not expecting much to happen when I do pour my heart out to him. I just need to get it out to him so that I can have some closure, ya know?
FRIENDS:
The Party Rock Crew has pretty much disbanded. There was a bunch of drama that I worked damn hard to stay out of but now it's split up: Boys vs. Girls. And I think that's pathetic. So, I haven't been doing much talking to either side. The guys are boring to me and the girls seem to be on a drug rampage, which I honestly want nothing to do with.
And outside of that group of friends, I have my amazing and wonderful Thanatogenous, but unfortunately she's been sick 
and very very busy. So, we haven't gotten to hang out in a few weeks. I miss her tons but it just is what it is. People have lives and such. But we are gonna make a better effort to hang out very soon 
FAMILY:
I feel like I'm losing my mind living at home. I hate that I am 25 years old and I live with my parents. Honestly. I've lived on my own since I was 18 and this is painful. I feel so cramped and so dependent. I truly truly hate it. It was nice having my parents out of town for a few days, but now they're back and I'm back to feeling like a prisoner. It's really not -that- bad, I just (obviously) prefer having my own apartment. And who knows when I'll be back to that life. Living alone. I look forward to that life.
ANIMALS:
My ratties are very sweet and loving life. Ever since my mom got them the hammock, they have gotten much lazier. HAHA! Thus, they are faaaaaaat. But they are happy and that's all that matters to me. I took Dita to the vet a couple months ago to have he tumor checked out. It's a mammary tumor and is incredibly expensive and risky to have removed. So, the vet told me to just keep an eye on her and as long as she seems happy, let it be. But there will come a day that I'll most likely have to have her put down Her tumor is HUGE now because it doesn't stop growing, but she still walks in her wheel and eats normally and can go potty ok, yadda yadda. So, she seems to be pretty happy for now! I just hate knowing that she won't be around forever. LOL I wish my ratties could live for like 20 years. Oh welllll
RANDOM PHOTO DUMP:
worst tasting piece of shit ever:
I fucking rock at folding denim at work:
How I feel lately:
I get bored at night and draw on my feet sometimes:
I had coffee with my dad and my uncle this morning:
I saw this amazing sunrise:
This song makes my panties wet (not literally...well, maybe
)
Fatty ratty play time!
My baby Dita and her tumor:
My climber Zoe:
Random, uncalled for tits:
That's all I've got for ya tonight! Sorry I'm kinda emo. 
It's just a phase... I'll feel better soon. I've got my chin up and I'm truckin right through it, so I'm not worried. It just sucks for a little bit.
Hopefully VERY soon, tattoo action will be happening with miss Boomie and her, me and Thanatogenous can have an another amazing night of whiskey and ink! 
Ahhhh.... something to look forward to! 
I hope you all are having a fabulous weekend and thanks for dealing with my moodiness tonight. You guys rock!
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xo
You're a trooper lady, you'll get there.