I see you are a creamy muffin of failure no matter where you are on the internet.
Last night I had a dream that my ex broke the acoustic guitar that I don't have. I guess this means my heart is guitar-shaped. And also explains why I keep falling for musicians. (They just know how to play me.)
I have a job interview in two hours. I'm kind of nervous. I'm going to have to pretend to be super confident and outgoing and chock full of godly customer service skills. I am only sociable when I am drunk.
I am currently in a state of fretful porpentine.
IN OTHER NEWS:
I'm pretty sure I've gotten too much into lolita, because I've gotten to the point where nearly all of my dreams have something to do with buying/wearing/owning frilly dresses. Example: Last night, mysteriously, I happened to win $10,000 in my dream. Off've the lottery or something, I don't know. My first in-dream thought was, 'How many dresses can I buy with this?'
Other highlights of last night:
I went to war against the aliens.
My father was Fantastic Mr. Fox.
Asians drove convertibles and dyed their hair blond.
I couldn't remember where I had parked.
I have a job interview in two hours. I'm kind of nervous. I'm going to have to pretend to be super confident and outgoing and chock full of godly customer service skills. I am only sociable when I am drunk.
I am currently in a state of fretful porpentine.
IN OTHER NEWS:
I'm pretty sure I've gotten too much into lolita, because I've gotten to the point where nearly all of my dreams have something to do with buying/wearing/owning frilly dresses. Example: Last night, mysteriously, I happened to win $10,000 in my dream. Off've the lottery or something, I don't know. My first in-dream thought was, 'How many dresses can I buy with this?'
Other highlights of last night:
I went to war against the aliens.
My father was Fantastic Mr. Fox.
Asians drove convertibles and dyed their hair blond.
I couldn't remember where I had parked.