le sigh
busy. busy as ever.
tired too. line is drama-full. just like life.
i’m lucky to have the hubby i do. he puts up with my mood swings. and gets me. i fall more in love every day. it’s sickeningly sweet.
spam sucks. as do folks like j. stover and w. wheaton.
i can take a joke. i can make fun of myself. i do. all the time. but when you knock my friends down and you’re not even near as witty as you pretend to be, watch out. we don’t need you. so get over your arrogance already.
episode III is not playing at grauman’s. paramount, adam sandler, mann’s, lucas = suckatude. miracle would be nice. can the new pope help?
but it’s all going to be alright. in the end. cause love is all you need. friendship matters. making a stand matters. having fun matters. life’s too short. not having passion in your life is sad indeed…
can you tell i slept in a tent on hollywood blvd last night? getting loopy. harleys are too loud. and screw safety. they’re loud just to piss off people who are trying to sleep through noises of dumptrucks and drunk people fighting. at least the crazy guy trying to set things on fire last night didn’t torch down any tents or the grauman’s theatre itself.
ok. i’m seeing new order next week. and going to coachella. and seeing good friends tonight and sleeping in line again. life is super awesome.
x-posted from boltofblue.net