contrary or perhaps aptly described by the title of this entry, shit's gonna get serious. i haven't really used this journal as an escape or for useful things in years; i also quit writing in my handwritten journal, which perhaps is the bigger problem. at any rate, it's been a long while since i just got shit out. so here it goes. ( i cried because: )

in bulletish form ( Read more... )

i took the boston baby dolls instant burlesque queen class a few years back and they sent out an email to past students asking if anyone would be interested in being a stage kitten for their upcoming valentine's show, unlucky in love. last night, i went down to the studio and got the part. there are going to be 3 or 4 of us, two playing cupids (one ( Read more... )

there's a lot i've been wanting to write lately, but words just haven't been coming easily, i suppose. ( cut because i babbled on and on )

there are times when i want to pretend everything is just fine. times when i try to hide what and who i really am. times when i get overly concerned that this is an on-line journal and anyone can see it and maybe i should be concerned with what i say and what's going on in my life. ugh. right now, i guess i don't give a fuck. ( someone's gotta tell it, so it might as well be me. )

( craptastic crap )

i can tell this is going to be a mish-mash of an entry. nothing has happened, or everything has happened. not really sure. who am i kidding? my life is totally uneventful ( Read more... )

i would love to throw a tv in the river.
i'm superfine thanks.
i can't seduce anyone without pathology.
i want a giant sock for a cap.

so it's time to be cryptic (um kind of ( Read more... )

the colorado experience ( Read more... )