Dance with me, my dear, on a floor of bones and skulls. . .
Wow. Live Journal, I'm sorry that you are my neglected bastard child.
I love you, really, I do.
But I am a fickle Libra and forget about you, sometimes.
Where have I been, lately? What have I been doing?
Let me see if I can remember aloud, and do a good job.
(Well! Check that out for an awesome segway, unexpectedly!)
Speaking of doing a good job, on Saturday night I went over
to see my favourite neighbour, the one and only Punkrock Heather.
I only stayed for a couple hours, since I was tired and got there at like,
one in the morning. But we promised to hang the next day.
And we did.
We kicked it the whole afternoon and evening, in the company of our
friend Justin. Heather was determined to get her house into order,
and I offered to pitch in.
Sometimes, I really dig cleaning. It gives me a sense of such satisfaction.
I cleaned her kitchen within an inch of it's life!!
It was fucking gleaming with those little shine asteriks you see
in commercials, I swear it was.
Cookin' wif da Misfits just got twice as fun! ;P
. . .uhhhh, I just realized that my intention for the connecting factor
prolly did not come across. I meant "good job" since I did such a
banner job cleaning Heather's kitchen. But I rambled before that. I'm so dippy, right now!
Hrmm. And then. . .I dunno, I dunno, I dunno. . .oh, yah!
This weeks new, favourite word is 'Shitbag.'
IMO, it's one of those words that just gets NO less funny the more
you say it. Shitbag, Shitbag, Shitbag! See?!
:giggle:
Thank you, plastic bagged pudding for spawning the term shitbag. <3<3
Last night, I went to Maschine.
I had a damn good time. Got pretty messed up, took lots of pictures,
talked to a lot of people. Met a crapton of Pisces folks.
God bless them Pisces.
Franck was there, and as always, making me laugh 'til I snort.
Even ran into Steve, as in Hub-Steve, as he in the new DJ for the back room.
Blast from thee pizast, y0!
Tonight, I might be hitting up Perv. Not too sure yet, we'll see.
And tomorrow night, I am getting my funk on at RTB.
Hope to see lots and lots of you there!
. . .I am in such a chipper mood today!
It's sunny, I don't even care. I'm secksay shit, even with my day old
MaryKate and Ashley liquid eyeliner under my eyes.
I <3<3<3 just about everything, right now.
EDIT: Oh my God, I'm laughing so hard right now. I spell checked my post,
and it ACTUALLY corrected me on "crapton", telling me the correct way is, infact,
"crap ton". . .hahahahaha. It wouldn't give me the proper way to spell "segway", but
it knows crap ton?!?!! This is fucking AWESOME!
I love you, really, I do.
But I am a fickle Libra and forget about you, sometimes.
Where have I been, lately? What have I been doing?
Let me see if I can remember aloud, and do a good job.
(Well! Check that out for an awesome segway, unexpectedly!)
Speaking of doing a good job, on Saturday night I went over
to see my favourite neighbour, the one and only Punkrock Heather.
I only stayed for a couple hours, since I was tired and got there at like,
one in the morning. But we promised to hang the next day.
And we did.
We kicked it the whole afternoon and evening, in the company of our
friend Justin. Heather was determined to get her house into order,
and I offered to pitch in.
Sometimes, I really dig cleaning. It gives me a sense of such satisfaction.
I cleaned her kitchen within an inch of it's life!!
It was fucking gleaming with those little shine asteriks you see
in commercials, I swear it was.
Cookin' wif da Misfits just got twice as fun! ;P
. . .uhhhh, I just realized that my intention for the connecting factor
prolly did not come across. I meant "good job" since I did such a
banner job cleaning Heather's kitchen. But I rambled before that. I'm so dippy, right now!
Hrmm. And then. . .I dunno, I dunno, I dunno. . .oh, yah!
This weeks new, favourite word is 'Shitbag.'
IMO, it's one of those words that just gets NO less funny the more
you say it. Shitbag, Shitbag, Shitbag! See?!
:giggle:
Thank you, plastic bagged pudding for spawning the term shitbag. <3<3
Last night, I went to Maschine.
I had a damn good time. Got pretty messed up, took lots of pictures,
talked to a lot of people. Met a crapton of Pisces folks.
God bless them Pisces.
Franck was there, and as always, making me laugh 'til I snort.
Even ran into Steve, as in Hub-Steve, as he in the new DJ for the back room.
Blast from thee pizast, y0!
Tonight, I might be hitting up Perv. Not too sure yet, we'll see.
And tomorrow night, I am getting my funk on at RTB.
Hope to see lots and lots of you there!
. . .I am in such a chipper mood today!
It's sunny, I don't even care. I'm secksay shit, even with my day old
MaryKate and Ashley liquid eyeliner under my eyes.
I <3<3<3 just about everything, right now.
EDIT: Oh my God, I'm laughing so hard right now. I spell checked my post,
and it ACTUALLY corrected me on "crapton", telling me the correct way is, infact,
"crap ton". . .hahahahaha. It wouldn't give me the proper way to spell "segway", but
it knows crap ton?!?!! This is fucking AWESOME!