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i picked some fresh welch's grape-juice flavored grapes today and wondered how the shit i didn't get the super organized unhuman neatness gene that the rest of my family has. at any given time i have ten cds out of their cases, a box of markers, an old shoe box full of candles, a hammer, an old purse, and a broken phone base on my bed. and i say to myself 'hey noel it's gonna be pretty hard to sleep comfortably on that bed with all that shit there' but i end up just sleeping on the couch cause hey i don't wanna throw the phone base a way but there's nowhere to put it.
also there's some vodka in here that i keep intending to drink myself stupid with but i end up making one mix drink with it and flashing back to a crappy old apartment full of dirty hippie roommates and 'friends' begging to be sprayed in the face with police-strength mace, and then the drink is no longer appealing.
i can't wait to move into the middle of nowhere because my dreams of becoming a nasty, dread-locked mountain woman isolated from civilized society will be one step closer to fruition. yay mountain ranges.
i also need to go get some cigarettes but i look pretty scary right now, and i'll be honest when i say that i'm kind of attached to my whole dick tracy t-shirt and cherry pajama pants look, and i absolutely refuse to go out in public looking like this. so i'm just gonna call my dad and have him pick some up on his way home, cause...
well, let's not sugar coat it. i'm totally lazy. which sorta squashes my mountain woman idea since it takes quite a lot of physical dedication to survive the winter in a cave when you've got to beat bears off with a large stick.
also there's some vodka in here that i keep intending to drink myself stupid with but i end up making one mix drink with it and flashing back to a crappy old apartment full of dirty hippie roommates and 'friends' begging to be sprayed in the face with police-strength mace, and then the drink is no longer appealing.
i can't wait to move into the middle of nowhere because my dreams of becoming a nasty, dread-locked mountain woman isolated from civilized society will be one step closer to fruition. yay mountain ranges.
i also need to go get some cigarettes but i look pretty scary right now, and i'll be honest when i say that i'm kind of attached to my whole dick tracy t-shirt and cherry pajama pants look, and i absolutely refuse to go out in public looking like this. so i'm just gonna call my dad and have him pick some up on his way home, cause...
well, let's not sugar coat it. i'm totally lazy. which sorta squashes my mountain woman idea since it takes quite a lot of physical dedication to survive the winter in a cave when you've got to beat bears off with a large stick.