Poopface.
It's mother effin hot out, so I came home and took off the majority of my clothes and put on the moving mix..I think I'm about to explode. There's so much inside me waiting to come out...it's mad. These are the days of realizations, I seem to understand things more these days. Why things didn't work out. Why certain friends couldn't make it. Why I do the things I do in relationships. it's like I'm on shrooms without the halucinations.
I went to find my momma at Jo-Anns. I like to go in there and see if I can find her without looking. I want to see if I can find her by our mother-daughter connection. I listen for her voice..I found her that way. She was all excited and bouncing around all over the store showing me robot and giraffe materials. I swear that's me in the future.
Anyhow, I walked out of the store with a huge new pile of felt, and a tote bag. My house will be transformed into a sweat shop this weekend.
I've started setting dates. One more week of work!
GET READY NOW! GET FUCKED UP! MAKE-OUT! GET HAPPY NOW!
The kids at work are going to throw me a pot luck! WITH A MOTHER EFFIN CAKE! I haven't even been there that long, and I'm already getting a goodbye cake! So nice.
Ben and I have decided to become full time drunks up north. Since I couldn't completly pull it off here, I'll be the Brett Martinez of San Francisco. It will be fabulous.
I want to buy records, I want to buy records, I want to buy records...Coachwhips....dahhh!!
I went to find my momma at Jo-Anns. I like to go in there and see if I can find her without looking. I want to see if I can find her by our mother-daughter connection. I listen for her voice..I found her that way. She was all excited and bouncing around all over the store showing me robot and giraffe materials. I swear that's me in the future.
Anyhow, I walked out of the store with a huge new pile of felt, and a tote bag. My house will be transformed into a sweat shop this weekend.
I've started setting dates. One more week of work!
GET READY NOW! GET FUCKED UP! MAKE-OUT! GET HAPPY NOW!
The kids at work are going to throw me a pot luck! WITH A MOTHER EFFIN CAKE! I haven't even been there that long, and I'm already getting a goodbye cake! So nice.
Ben and I have decided to become full time drunks up north. Since I couldn't completly pull it off here, I'll be the Brett Martinez of San Francisco. It will be fabulous.
I want to buy records, I want to buy records, I want to buy records...Coachwhips....dahhh!!