Pictures and a STory!!!!!
note: this was also posted on my myspace blog.
Well if you don't know yet, a LOT of shit can happen for me in a very short period of time sometimes. I often think that time's event schedule is all jacked up for me. Or something. I'm on a lot of pills right now; the explanation as to why will be revealed here in a bit.
First off, I got a Motorcycle! Well I say I got but I still don't have the title. Here's a poor picture of me trying to look cool on it:
Please note my Fonz pose! It's great!
Anyways, moving along, I finally got around to getting a haircut. Now I wanted it to be similar to my old cut I use to have before I moved to Tempe. Well.... It didn't turn out that way exactly. IT looks good though. I mean I like it, but it's pretty short and I really wanted it to be long. At the same time I damaged the shit out of my hair from not getting it trimmed for so long and bleaching and dying it... yea... I'm sure that's all fascinating shit to hear too. Well, I don't have a clip with my new haircut really, but I do have a picture of this Munchkin Kitty my friend might be giving me. I got to meet him last week and he's the sweetest cat I've ever met. Plus he looks so ridiculous as his legs are about half the length of normal kitty legs!!!
Yea, we're hopping he works out!
So yea, then I bought some new glasses! The kat at the store was russian or eastern european and had the soul of a salesman, but it worked out good. The next day Tiff and I went out to eat and I decided to style my hair a little different. When I showed her, she commented that my hair was very EMO! I went with it and after dinner and drinks I decided to take a photo shoot of my supposed Emo-self. But all I know about emo is the hair and the inverted self-hatred (or whatever you call it!) So if you're a pussy and easily offended of me making fun of emo, then read no further!
This reminds me of Crispin Glover for some reason... I think it's my expression.
I think I was saying the words "Hello Clarice..."
Yea, pictures are funny! Oh and YES THAT IT A STEAK KNIFE!!! If you cut yourself with a steak knife.... well... you're a gay whiny loser that should try sawing away at your arteries or something. lol j/k
Well, last night I really fucked up. I mean stupid!!! I'm almost too embarrassed to write about it, but ya know... Fuck it! Last night I drove the said motorcycle, drunk, into a pole or something. I honestly do not know what happened. I remember putting the bike in gear and moving, then nothing, then sitting on my bike wondering where my glasses were and what had happened. According to Tiff I lost control and drove it into the pole, missing a car next to it though, and then I was just belligerent and an asshole. This makes sense with a head injury... Apparently this went on for like 30-45 minutes! Tiff tried to help but I wouldn't let her.
When I "came to" I went upstairs and put my contacts in. I discovered that my face was covered in blood! I was really sick and weirded out WOULDN'T YOU?
The funny part was the lady that lives below me with the windsock started knocking on my door!!! I answered it, covered in blood, with a nice gash in my head, and repeated the lines: "i'm sorry... i'm sorry... it'll probably never happen again" LOL That woman needs to learn to just leave us alone. She gets so much more then what she bargained for. LOL!!!
At the hospital after getting stitched up. The doctor actually gave me the idea when he took a pic of me to show me how I look. The weird thing was he made a special point to show me that he was deleting it. lol
It's hard to look tough when you have a bunch of stitches in your face and a big rosey road rash cheek!
WEll we went to the hospital, obviously, and got me all stitched up. I'd lost a lot of blood, but not enough for them to be worried. Which is crazy because I was convinced for a bit that I was gonna get some blood! I've donated so much blood it's only fitting that I get some of it back. lol Anyways...