pimping me out to pay the rent....at H-1.....good times.
well, well, well. yesterday sucked for reasons i'd rather not divulge until i know whats going on. mysterious, i know. lets just say...will she die? i dunno. maybe not. 3 weeks. thats all i'm saying.
on a lighter more lucid note. i didn't go to work today. i decided i'm not paying bills anymore. kidding. i just was tired and achy. blah. but i slept and i watched bad tv and i did the dishes. i'm a housewife. with a stupid job. sux.
i got bill his 1st tattoo on sunday. it looks really cool. but now he's always asking me questions about it, how does it look, is this normal, is this ok, can i do this, etc. i guess i always thought that if someone asked u stuff it'd be kinda like u were smarter than them....but not in this case. he's just a big kid, and i'm just not in the mood to be battered with the same questions everyday. what am i? a tattoo expert? i got 3. 3! vics got like 7! not that bill could ask him. but u get my point... ask someone who doesn't just wing it. i just end up in tattoo shops and bam! i dunno whats going on. whew.
i got 2 cowboy hats! yeee---hawww!!!!! awesome right? i know. and they're real! ahahaha! now i can take over the south. got some flags and shit too, form the gun show that is. i got to walk around with bills 45mm in my shorts. gansta style! in the front. cool huh? everyone was eyeing me up, and putting their hands up "woa your packing heat today, huh?" good stuff. i can't wait to get a couple of pistols. another thing i gotta wait till june for. oh well, 2 months? yeah buddy!
thats it. CALL ME. i'm bored. life is gay. and routine. except for saturday...i think i'm taking my mom to the anthropology museam. yay! but thats it. so yeah. CALL ME.
ooooo.....ASHLEY....did u get any weird phone calls on thursday or friday? cuz i did. and it was a salt lake city, utah area code. no message. just wondering. i have my suspicions.
on a lighter more lucid note. i didn't go to work today. i decided i'm not paying bills anymore. kidding. i just was tired and achy. blah. but i slept and i watched bad tv and i did the dishes. i'm a housewife. with a stupid job. sux.
i got bill his 1st tattoo on sunday. it looks really cool. but now he's always asking me questions about it, how does it look, is this normal, is this ok, can i do this, etc. i guess i always thought that if someone asked u stuff it'd be kinda like u were smarter than them....but not in this case. he's just a big kid, and i'm just not in the mood to be battered with the same questions everyday. what am i? a tattoo expert? i got 3. 3! vics got like 7! not that bill could ask him. but u get my point... ask someone who doesn't just wing it. i just end up in tattoo shops and bam! i dunno whats going on. whew.
i got 2 cowboy hats! yeee---hawww!!!!! awesome right? i know. and they're real! ahahaha! now i can take over the south. got some flags and shit too, form the gun show that is. i got to walk around with bills 45mm in my shorts. gansta style! in the front. cool huh? everyone was eyeing me up, and putting their hands up "woa your packing heat today, huh?" good stuff. i can't wait to get a couple of pistols. another thing i gotta wait till june for. oh well, 2 months? yeah buddy!
thats it. CALL ME. i'm bored. life is gay. and routine. except for saturday...i think i'm taking my mom to the anthropology museam. yay! but thats it. so yeah. CALL ME.
ooooo.....ASHLEY....did u get any weird phone calls on thursday or friday? cuz i did. and it was a salt lake city, utah area code. no message. just wondering. i have my suspicions.