"Fifteen stitches!"
Phew. Okay. First of all, I am too lazy to catch up on the two-odd weeks of posts I missed. The massive amount of unread posts on my friends page is entirely too daunting a task.
Second of all, my boyfriend put his arm through a bus window for me on Friday night. Crazy, yes? This dickweed scene kid I know who stole my wallet was on the same bus as us and after we got off the bus he tried to spit on me. Sooo... Pirate ran after the bus, yelled something unintelligible and slammed his fist through the closing window.
... Yeah. He's got fifteen stitches in his arm, but it's all good and dandy. He didn't get any glass stuck in him. We ran down a nearby alleyway and I asked this group of guys sitting on a porch for a tourniquet. One guy just takes off his shirt and rips it in half, no further questions asked. It was a crazy night.
Then we went to a punk show, hahaha.
deedleedee~
I got my labret pierced (so did Pi-Pi, and now we match!), yada yada yada. I ain't got much to say. I have a live-in boyfriend. He's like... my concubine. It's pretty sweet. I think we've been together for a month now. Not bad, eh?
He's off jamming with his band in PoCo so I'm here and bored. I guess I should go clean my labret since I ate about an hour ago, hahaha... oh man, I'm so good at this "taking care of your piercings" business. My fucking goddamn retarded bridge piercing is being stupid. It keeps getting infected. Then it heals. Then it gets infected. Then it heals. Etc, etc, etc. It's driving me insane.
... The Devotchkas in December, beeeeeetch.
Second of all, my boyfriend put his arm through a bus window for me on Friday night. Crazy, yes? This dickweed scene kid I know who stole my wallet was on the same bus as us and after we got off the bus he tried to spit on me. Sooo... Pirate ran after the bus, yelled something unintelligible and slammed his fist through the closing window.
... Yeah. He's got fifteen stitches in his arm, but it's all good and dandy. He didn't get any glass stuck in him. We ran down a nearby alleyway and I asked this group of guys sitting on a porch for a tourniquet. One guy just takes off his shirt and rips it in half, no further questions asked. It was a crazy night.
Then we went to a punk show, hahaha.
deedleedee~
I got my labret pierced (so did Pi-Pi, and now we match!), yada yada yada. I ain't got much to say. I have a live-in boyfriend. He's like... my concubine. It's pretty sweet. I think we've been together for a month now. Not bad, eh?
He's off jamming with his band in PoCo so I'm here and bored. I guess I should go clean my labret since I ate about an hour ago, hahaha... oh man, I'm so good at this "taking care of your piercings" business. My fucking goddamn retarded bridge piercing is being stupid. It keeps getting infected. Then it heals. Then it gets infected. Then it heals. Etc, etc, etc. It's driving me insane.
... The Devotchkas in December, beeeeeetch.