Oct 24, 2005 09:47
it's true, i've got an obsession with the roots. i can't help it.
today, is work.
i hate him for the way he makes me hurt and for his ignorance on the matter. i need a big band-aid to cover the chunk of my heart that he ripped out and is slowly oozing.
'til then i'll listen to the roots and pat benatar. i know they're not the same or even anywhere near the same genre, but i don't really give a fuck.
it's time for lauren to be lauren. i went to slinky's the other night. i didn't know anyone there. so me, jeff, and tim played pool and drank newcastles. it was nice to get out and away from exile and work.
but, speaking of work, off i go to design kitchens for people. i should be an interior designer.
my sister told her friend that "she doens't associate herself with pussies", i used to be like that. i need to harness that.