Jun 25, 2005 02:09
I have a half full pack of ciggarettes that I can't even touch. I want to go sit outside and have a smoke so badly, but I can't. All because he doesn't approve. GRAH
So Clayton put in a really awesome Grateful Dead DVD and I'm enjoying it, but I was trying to explain that to me, a good show has good stage presense, because I'm an artist, and as much as I like Music, it isn't MY thing. I prefer visuals.
He wouldn't let me explain this, I tried about six times, and gave up. And he thinks I'm being a bitch.
So Now I am going to figure out how to smuggle these ciggs outside so I can calm myself down.