the devil's haircut.
if i hear that stupid suicidal song once more, i'm gonna shoot myself in the head!
in other news, here are some useless life updates:
- i got a smashing haircut [why, hello, captain obvious!]. i don't care what you all say. i paid five hundred smackeroos for this 'do and i'm totally lovin' it!
- i got totally SMASHED two saturdays ago [apologies to my cousin, mia, who had to play nurse at an ungodly hour] and swore never to mix carlo rossi, beer, rhum coke & that cough syrup-esque concoction that serena dalrymple's sister made me taste.
- i saw [ok, more of just LISTENED--the crowd and the heat were just BAD] cynthia alexander last saturday with my lovely high school friends [i miss you girls already!]experiencing the worst service at outpost.
- i'm slipping once more into my unconventional crushing spells o.O here's a snippet of a pam vs pam conversation going in my head:
pam: girl, he ain't even cute.
pam: who says he has to be?! they just have to be funny and that's it! the cuteness shines through! humor is the new cute!
pam: ok, that's the lamest line i've ever heard.
pam: you're the one to talk! you remember having this weird thing for a*** back in college. and dude wasn't even THAT cute! but you dug his sense of humor & the way he talked!
pam: ugh. nostalgia, much?
pam: psychoso, much?! just face it: humor > cuteness.
pam: SHADAP.
BLAHBLAHBLAH. so many projects to do before the year ends. gotta set my priorities straight.