GODDAMMIT
I'm over at Martha's right now...and she doesn't believe me that I did nothing to her LJ while she was logged in and I was in control of the computer. And I am insulted. INSULTED I SAY! I did nothing!
Also, I worked 9 hours today and my legs are falling off. They're randomly cramping and it hurts like a mother fucker. I just need to stretch every 5 minutes or something. I love the picture Marty's got up on her LJ; it's so perfect with that song 'Escape from Hellview'. You need to listen to that song and look at this painting. We got stoned in a park by Hog's Back, and listened to the water while we sat in the bush. It was so surreal walking back, as we emerged from the brush to walk into a parking lot with a handful of cars still in it. It was fucking creepy, but then just funny because we were high as fuck and everything seemed kinda crazy. Like the "'Real Fruit' (and animals)."
My foot is itchy. I think something bit me at the park. Shit. I shouldn't have worn sandles.
-Jess
Also, I worked 9 hours today and my legs are falling off. They're randomly cramping and it hurts like a mother fucker. I just need to stretch every 5 minutes or something. I love the picture Marty's got up on her LJ; it's so perfect with that song 'Escape from Hellview'. You need to listen to that song and look at this painting. We got stoned in a park by Hog's Back, and listened to the water while we sat in the bush. It was so surreal walking back, as we emerged from the brush to walk into a parking lot with a handful of cars still in it. It was fucking creepy, but then just funny because we were high as fuck and everything seemed kinda crazy. Like the "'Real Fruit' (and animals)."
My foot is itchy. I think something bit me at the park. Shit. I shouldn't have worn sandles.
-Jess