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I just don't wanna do work. DONT. WANNA.
I also just don't wanna save money, either. I keep paying for shit that I don't have to (like lunch, I should just fucking bring it). Tonight I'll be mega-awesome though, and go home to eat and ride my bike up to Corn so I don't have to wait on the shitty bus.
The boys and I got together to practice. Ryan wants to use my brother's face for a band t-shirt design. Justin seemed to be in a great effing mood, which put me in one too. We worked on two new songs that sound raaad, but Ryan told me he wants me to sound sexier. Yes sir. And EVERYONE COULD HEAR ME! INCLUDING ME THIS TIME! It was a good time, after all the stress of playing virgin live shows and getting my wallet both lost and found. And we drank. Heavily.
Rehearsals for the Cornservatory play (titled BLOOD SAUSAGE) is looking to at least be a shitload of fun. I pretty much dick around on stage and at the end, die a dramatic death. We're doing a show at a bar in october during the actual run of the show, and I'm pretty sure I won't have time to wipe off all the fake blood that I'll be covered in. SCORE.
In other news: I miss my mom and my bro, I just drew an Owl-Mermaid, and I'm wearing TIGHTS! C'MERE, FALL! I'M WAITIN' FER YA!
I also just don't wanna save money, either. I keep paying for shit that I don't have to (like lunch, I should just fucking bring it). Tonight I'll be mega-awesome though, and go home to eat and ride my bike up to Corn so I don't have to wait on the shitty bus.
The boys and I got together to practice. Ryan wants to use my brother's face for a band t-shirt design. Justin seemed to be in a great effing mood, which put me in one too. We worked on two new songs that sound raaad, but Ryan told me he wants me to sound sexier. Yes sir. And EVERYONE COULD HEAR ME! INCLUDING ME THIS TIME! It was a good time, after all the stress of playing virgin live shows and getting my wallet both lost and found. And we drank. Heavily.
Rehearsals for the Cornservatory play (titled BLOOD SAUSAGE) is looking to at least be a shitload of fun. I pretty much dick around on stage and at the end, die a dramatic death. We're doing a show at a bar in october during the actual run of the show, and I'm pretty sure I won't have time to wipe off all the fake blood that I'll be covered in. SCORE.
In other news: I miss my mom and my bro, I just drew an Owl-Mermaid, and I'm wearing TIGHTS! C'MERE, FALL! I'M WAITIN' FER YA!