ooh... yaah...
so i uh... cut my hair... again. it's a ton better now and i like it and it looks good in my bike hat. maybe i'll put a picture up. i'll think about it.
i worked this weekend on saturday and sunday because there's new owners at my shop. they're okay. whatever, capitalists are all the same.
my bike's feeling better. it had a loose crank, but now it's tighter, and it's ball bearings are new, too.
okay, remember that thing about me posting a picture of my cranium? not going to happen, photobooth kind of blows. whatevs. but really, my hair looks good.
oh yeah... i just had great sex. that's really the reason i came onto livejournal, but i got sidetracked along the way.
i should prolly be sleeping, but that's okay, i feel pretty good.
so how have other people been feeling lately? i've been thinking about you guys and i'd like to get everyone together and have a happy reunion party. and i mean all of you.
i smoked up during work today for the first time. it was awkward, yet listening to REM really felt good when i was driving. their music made a lot more sense to me while a little high. but even when i wasn't high, i was singing/screaming along to the other tapes i have in my car. save ferris i screamed along to a lot. but billy joel made me sing/crack my voice.
i went to bikes not bombs this last wensday for the first in a while and i even had a bike to ride in on this time. kit, the guy that kind of runs the volunteer night looked at my bike, listened to my explanation of the rear hub, and nearly popped his face. it was really funny. he had never seen anything like it and it was a lot like watching someone discover sliced bread for the first time.
i think i might trying to sew my 'make fuck not war' patch that nosepicker gave me onto my sweatshirt tomorrow. i dont really sew. nor do know how to. it'll be fun to learn, i guess.
i'm really trying to pack this entry with info, but's it's surprisingly difficult.
i might be going to NCECA, i might not. we didnt get any money from the school, so we're trying the ceramics dept. they might give us something. hopefully, enough to let us stay in kentucky for a week.
i really love 'love is a battlefield' by pat benatar. it makes me want to hold hands with her. i bet she wouldnt mind.
thinking back over this weekend, one of the recurring thoughts in my head was how being at work really cut into being able to ride my bike.
the museum was getting rid of mannequins on wensday, so i got an upper half and a lower half. but they dont match. oh well.
maybe i'll get my ears pierced this friday.
i'm having lunch tomorrow with heather kelly and sabrina at an indian buffet. i'm a happy kid. now to devise a way to get them into a bedroom with me...
girls are hot. hottt.
good night and i'll be thinking of you.
i worked this weekend on saturday and sunday because there's new owners at my shop. they're okay. whatever, capitalists are all the same.
my bike's feeling better. it had a loose crank, but now it's tighter, and it's ball bearings are new, too.
okay, remember that thing about me posting a picture of my cranium? not going to happen, photobooth kind of blows. whatevs. but really, my hair looks good.
oh yeah... i just had great sex. that's really the reason i came onto livejournal, but i got sidetracked along the way.
i should prolly be sleeping, but that's okay, i feel pretty good.
so how have other people been feeling lately? i've been thinking about you guys and i'd like to get everyone together and have a happy reunion party. and i mean all of you.
i smoked up during work today for the first time. it was awkward, yet listening to REM really felt good when i was driving. their music made a lot more sense to me while a little high. but even when i wasn't high, i was singing/screaming along to the other tapes i have in my car. save ferris i screamed along to a lot. but billy joel made me sing/crack my voice.
i went to bikes not bombs this last wensday for the first in a while and i even had a bike to ride in on this time. kit, the guy that kind of runs the volunteer night looked at my bike, listened to my explanation of the rear hub, and nearly popped his face. it was really funny. he had never seen anything like it and it was a lot like watching someone discover sliced bread for the first time.
i think i might trying to sew my 'make fuck not war' patch that nosepicker gave me onto my sweatshirt tomorrow. i dont really sew. nor do know how to. it'll be fun to learn, i guess.
i'm really trying to pack this entry with info, but's it's surprisingly difficult.
i might be going to NCECA, i might not. we didnt get any money from the school, so we're trying the ceramics dept. they might give us something. hopefully, enough to let us stay in kentucky for a week.
i really love 'love is a battlefield' by pat benatar. it makes me want to hold hands with her. i bet she wouldnt mind.
thinking back over this weekend, one of the recurring thoughts in my head was how being at work really cut into being able to ride my bike.
the museum was getting rid of mannequins on wensday, so i got an upper half and a lower half. but they dont match. oh well.
maybe i'll get my ears pierced this friday.
i'm having lunch tomorrow with heather kelly and sabrina at an indian buffet. i'm a happy kid. now to devise a way to get them into a bedroom with me...
girls are hot. hottt.
good night and i'll be thinking of you.