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i have a job! i work at a white-trash grocery store in north tonawanda. it's called budweys. i don't do anything and they pay me for it. for instance, i danced around my lane today for a half hour because there were no people in the store. it was wonderful.
my car broke. like, it's been at budweys for five days now. i got out of work and went to start my car and it wouldn't start. the fuel pump or something broke and that's not good. it's getting towed downtown on monday and then princess (yes, my car's name is princess) will be back up and running by tuesday night or wednesday morning. thank god. i'm home too much and my parents LOVE the fact that i've been home so much...and they're being fun but things are weird because my parents found shit in my car and stole it so now they know i do something still and that's not good.
i was introduced to my favorite band in the world since i last updated. i'm serious. and i'm friends with the band. and their bassist is going to wear one of my shirts for a show soon. and he's sexy. and their lead singer is sexy and the best male singer i've ever heard. and he screams. and he plays guitar. and i love them and they write some of the best music i've ever, ever heard. it's so good that i'm getting some of their lyrics tattooed on me. they're all sweet and talented men...and some of them are fun to kiss. -gasp- goodbye houston, motherfuckers. look them up.
my shit is still being held hostage in niagara falls by some bitch. all my dvd's. some of my clothes. my video games...it's tragic. i just realized that she's in the possession of my copies of rent, bang bang you're dead (with ben foster), and my special edition copy of aladdin. i'm pissed. but i have season six of sex and the city and waiting...and a black beater. ha.
i haven't decided if things are good or bad...but it's definitely interesting. friendships have blossomed...and friendships have been murdered...but it's been wild.
and fuck...not to sound like a bitch, but i've looked fucking good all during it. you should see me...
my car broke. like, it's been at budweys for five days now. i got out of work and went to start my car and it wouldn't start. the fuel pump or something broke and that's not good. it's getting towed downtown on monday and then princess (yes, my car's name is princess) will be back up and running by tuesday night or wednesday morning. thank god. i'm home too much and my parents LOVE the fact that i've been home so much...and they're being fun but things are weird because my parents found shit in my car and stole it so now they know i do something still and that's not good.
i was introduced to my favorite band in the world since i last updated. i'm serious. and i'm friends with the band. and their bassist is going to wear one of my shirts for a show soon. and he's sexy. and their lead singer is sexy and the best male singer i've ever heard. and he screams. and he plays guitar. and i love them and they write some of the best music i've ever, ever heard. it's so good that i'm getting some of their lyrics tattooed on me. they're all sweet and talented men...and some of them are fun to kiss. -gasp- goodbye houston, motherfuckers. look them up.
my shit is still being held hostage in niagara falls by some bitch. all my dvd's. some of my clothes. my video games...it's tragic. i just realized that she's in the possession of my copies of rent, bang bang you're dead (with ben foster), and my special edition copy of aladdin. i'm pissed. but i have season six of sex and the city and waiting...and a black beater. ha.
i haven't decided if things are good or bad...but it's definitely interesting. friendships have blossomed...and friendships have been murdered...but it's been wild.
and fuck...not to sound like a bitch, but i've looked fucking good all during it. you should see me...