the joy of people
uuugghhhhh....it's started already, my mom told me that she has been nervous and afraid all week as to how i would show up looking like, my mom talked to my nana after she picked me up and my nanas first words were "well, what does he look like this time?"....and then me and my mom visited the couple friend of ours, and camara asked if the red and black of my hair was to symbolize blood and death.....WHAT THE FUCK??!?!?!.....it's red and black, it's a good color combinaion, it amusses me, so what if it's darker than what you approve of, doesn't mean that i'm trying to chanel death through my persona, or going to go out and make canabalistic sacrifiaces or anything like that....it's a fucking esthitc...argg....people are annoying...one of the last times i visited my nana told me that i look so much better with normal looking hair, in a weird little pouty whiny voice...thanks for the fact...thats your personal opinion, i actually hate the way i look with normal hair, blah...at least my mom said i could abduct her computer down into my space while i'm here, it's nice and easy to move, it's a new mac, don't bother asking me details, i have no clue, it's new...shrug....but yeah, all it is, is a keyboard and mouse that plug into the back of the moniter, and then theres one power cord from the moniter to the wall....thats it, everything is in the casing fro the moniter, it's weird....it REALLY creeped me out at first too cause my mom had this weeird voice thingy that told you the time on the hour every hour, and it's not just a normal voice, it's one of those creepy wierd digitized voices, gives me the fucking willies, like kat with zombies, i can't handle digitized voices, makes me shudder and sqruim around, but that got taken off so it doesn't creep me out any more which is good...and i think i might be starting to ramble cause it's 11 at night, and i don't think i got more than 3-4 hour of sleep on the bus...but the fun of insomnia is creeping in a bit, it does that when i change location, and not entirely comfortable with where i'm sleeping and other lonelyness'....thats what pot is for though.....yay for pot, it moves my off switch a bit, like a dimmer switch, doesn't shut me off, but makes the thoughts in my head more managable...and here i go with the rambling again....so i'm going to go for real this time.