Stuff to say, stuff to do.
AHHH!!!! I have been so busy at work there is no time for livejournal!!! NO TIMEEEE!!!
except now, bitches. I'm. all. yours.
tonight I get sweet sweet cuddle: The Jutster's in town.
Um... I want to move out of the city and into the loving arms of a quaint little beach town. Too bad quaint little beach towns don't exist. not for people like me. Only for the money lucky. And I mean born into it.
My roommate hates me. His name is jordan. he tries to be nice to me but really he thinks I am annoying and judges me constantly. My bike was stolen too. It was locked up in a place where police patrol. They actually have a police officer on duty and my bike lock was cut.
Shit.
They are doing an "art show" upstairs at work. Some guy framed his photographs and put them on easels. Everyone is drinking wine and talking loudly. They weren't very good. Bad art work always inspires me to kick it's ass by making some good shit. But I never really do because I'd rather cut my split ends.
I found this BBC documentary about these women who are sexually attracted to physical objects, like big buildings and the golden gate bridge. They are fucked up hard-core. When I feel like crap I think, at least I can form relationships with humans. It keeps me going.
except now, bitches. I'm. all. yours.
tonight I get sweet sweet cuddle: The Jutster's in town.
Um... I want to move out of the city and into the loving arms of a quaint little beach town. Too bad quaint little beach towns don't exist. not for people like me. Only for the money lucky. And I mean born into it.
My roommate hates me. His name is jordan. he tries to be nice to me but really he thinks I am annoying and judges me constantly. My bike was stolen too. It was locked up in a place where police patrol. They actually have a police officer on duty and my bike lock was cut.
Shit.
They are doing an "art show" upstairs at work. Some guy framed his photographs and put them on easels. Everyone is drinking wine and talking loudly. They weren't very good. Bad art work always inspires me to kick it's ass by making some good shit. But I never really do because I'd rather cut my split ends.
I found this BBC documentary about these women who are sexually attracted to physical objects, like big buildings and the golden gate bridge. They are fucked up hard-core. When I feel like crap I think, at least I can form relationships with humans. It keeps me going.