hellabella

I don't update here because no one comments. There's a chance no one reads and/or gives a shit, in which case this is a waste of time. But in the rare event someone should wonder, that's why.

When a person irritates me because they're an idiot, I can move on. When they downright offend me, using both idiocy and sexist shit, I don't take it well. I delete them, I put them on ignore, and if the little scuz finds a way to comment to me here I will go ballistic. The complete retard asked what a gynecological exam is. *slap* I...
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As we were smoking the peyote, I began to wonder a lot of things. I began to wonder if Chief Running Scared really was an indian. I began to wonder if what we were doing really was legal on the reservation. I even began to wonder if the medicine man really was, in fact, a medical doctor. Then it occured to me: Yes, yes he...
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I was drying my face off, after washing my hair, and yanked my nose stud right out. *takes a bow* The weird thing is, I got it right back in with no issues. It hasn't even been 2 weeks since it was pierced. It's healed. *blink* My hair's coming out in nice sized chunks, I can't get well, I'm exhausted 24/7, my skin's a nice...
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Sleeplessness... sucks. Especially when you think it's about 2:00 in the morning and check the puter clock only to realize it's closer to 6:00 and that you're too restless for sleep. I'm beginning to wonder if a person can die from exhaustion, or if the body will give in before that could happen and just crash.

To explain, for the less-informed. Jeff is a drummer. Since he bought me the lovely "Not tonight dear, I have a modem" post its, I bought him a sucker that is also a drum and whistle. Now he can blow and beat it himself. It being his cock.

Gods, I hope to never have to lower my I.Q. in this way again.

*singing* ha ha...
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(insert maniacal cackles here) My mother is a piece of work, to put it kindly. Last Fri. night she and my dad went to their beach house and my little brother didn't want to go. He's allowed to stay home if I go stay with him. So she calls me and starts talking to me in her infamous "make me wanna hurl baby...
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My nose is doing better than I expected. But I guess I needed to get caught up on sleep, because I went to bed at 8:00 last night and woke at 3:00 this afternoon... with one of my plugs in my hand. So until my lobe is stretched back enough to shove the damn thing through again, I'm sporting a rather dopey look. I call...
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