Suicide is painless, it brings on many changes... and I can take or leave it if I please.
I started my painting classes today. just a few little old ladies and myself... it's awesome. They even liked my piercings and went on to talk about getting piercings in the nether reagions. And there's nothing that wakes you up like a woman on oxygen talking about how she doesn't care what men take her body as long as they keep their hands off her money. My car really does carry my whole life in there.
Lets see I have...
an electric sander, 2 caserole dishes, a coat stand, a shelf, two kites, a 7 ft inflatable shark, 2 huge carebears, 3 small care bears, a carbear costume, a carebear bag, $50, a bottle of adderrall, 400 safety pins, 40 pictures, a bucket of wood stain, a gator claw(cut it off myself), a purple rabits foot(that i didn't cut off myself), two pairs of rollerblades, scuba fins, mask and snorkel, roughly 4 complete outfits, a kermit the frog puppet, 2 towels, a blanket, a pillow, about 10 books, batteries, two boxes of tampons, a porno entitled "Bigger and Blacker", deodorant, purfume, 2 bottles of gatorade, 7 empty cans of diet coke, a coffee cup, a paint roller, 3 spoons that used to have globs of peanut butter on them(breakfast on the go), an emergency "EXIT" sign, a beanie, a cowboy hat, a visor, and one of those pimp hats, a good luck stone in the shape of a clover, an unbrella, a strip plug, an oragami penis, one pair of lace up hooker boots, pair of normal boots, a bottle of honey in the shape of a bear, bottle of hair gel, boombox, my old purse, a banjo strap, 2 easels, a big rusty boat chain, a picture frame, safety glasses, a cauderoy jacket, rubber golashes, a prom dress, Brians boxers, 3 signed posters, 7 paintings, 2 empty jars of applesauce, a jug of mineral spirits, some sketch books, and a replica of a sky blue Cabriolet convertible.
There is one part of my life it doesn't carry though... my girlfriend. I guess I have to get one first... =-] as for now the Carebear is taking up the position of co-pilot(and yes we do snuggle).
Now... don't you feel you know me a lot better? I thought so.
My occupation right now is pretty much anything and everything and I love it and get paid well for it. It's nice doing something different everyday. Today I got to drive around in a huge dumptruck which I had to fold up a tarp and put behind my back just to reach the pedals. I'm prolly getting my liscence to drive those bobcat excavators and such soon. Which will be awesome. I painted a room and I'm gonna design a mural for someones house. I'm getting offers from lots of people who wanna buy painting from me and it's awesome. I think I'm gonna start doing dog portraits cause... well.. people love their dogs. I am actually getting somewhere on learning the Guitar thanks to Steve my friend, tutor, fellow muppet fan, and occasional bartender. I drink a lot... almost everyday. Hell, I told the bartender I wasn't 21 and she still served me. I mowed the lawn in a miniskirt and some guy pulled over and started it for me. Just like the good ol days huh?
You know I own a lot of dead peoples stuff... prolly cause it's free.
I'm eatting sliced bananas mixed with applesauce and cinnamon. I just made it up and it's wonderful.
Speaking of eatting I need to go buy a rat to feed to my snake.
Speaking of rats... *glares at the little trembling chiwawa who ate her underwear... picks it up and puts it on her lap* What can ya do?
My love life (if you can call it that) is fickle. I've turned a cold heart, a warm body, and an unforgiving smile. I'm really lonely... but not alone and I'm just gonna keep working so I don't think about it.
Come
As you are
As you were
As I want you to be
As a friend
A bunch of my friends who were in high school graduated Wednesday and it seems their gonna be gone so soon and I didn't really get to see them this year. Not as much as I wanted to. Shannons going all the way to North Carolina and it hasn't set in it'll prolly be another 6 months before it does. I'm really depressed about it... And I wish whitney and everybody I freakin know wasn't going to FSU. Tallahassee sucks damnit! At least Emily is coming to USF and we'll have cool fun. Yeaya! I'm worried about school... I'm gonna get good grades but what am I gettin a degree in? *shrugs*
So here you go... an entry... thats about my life instead of my emotions. So there. Now go fuck yourself.
I know I'm a bastard but I'm sure you know why... and that's why you arn't asking.
I love you all(except you over there) *huggles*
Lets see I have...
an electric sander, 2 caserole dishes, a coat stand, a shelf, two kites, a 7 ft inflatable shark, 2 huge carebears, 3 small care bears, a carbear costume, a carebear bag, $50, a bottle of adderrall, 400 safety pins, 40 pictures, a bucket of wood stain, a gator claw(cut it off myself), a purple rabits foot(that i didn't cut off myself), two pairs of rollerblades, scuba fins, mask and snorkel, roughly 4 complete outfits, a kermit the frog puppet, 2 towels, a blanket, a pillow, about 10 books, batteries, two boxes of tampons, a porno entitled "Bigger and Blacker", deodorant, purfume, 2 bottles of gatorade, 7 empty cans of diet coke, a coffee cup, a paint roller, 3 spoons that used to have globs of peanut butter on them(breakfast on the go), an emergency "EXIT" sign, a beanie, a cowboy hat, a visor, and one of those pimp hats, a good luck stone in the shape of a clover, an unbrella, a strip plug, an oragami penis, one pair of lace up hooker boots, pair of normal boots, a bottle of honey in the shape of a bear, bottle of hair gel, boombox, my old purse, a banjo strap, 2 easels, a big rusty boat chain, a picture frame, safety glasses, a cauderoy jacket, rubber golashes, a prom dress, Brians boxers, 3 signed posters, 7 paintings, 2 empty jars of applesauce, a jug of mineral spirits, some sketch books, and a replica of a sky blue Cabriolet convertible.
There is one part of my life it doesn't carry though... my girlfriend. I guess I have to get one first... =-] as for now the Carebear is taking up the position of co-pilot(and yes we do snuggle).
Now... don't you feel you know me a lot better? I thought so.
My occupation right now is pretty much anything and everything and I love it and get paid well for it. It's nice doing something different everyday. Today I got to drive around in a huge dumptruck which I had to fold up a tarp and put behind my back just to reach the pedals. I'm prolly getting my liscence to drive those bobcat excavators and such soon. Which will be awesome. I painted a room and I'm gonna design a mural for someones house. I'm getting offers from lots of people who wanna buy painting from me and it's awesome. I think I'm gonna start doing dog portraits cause... well.. people love their dogs. I am actually getting somewhere on learning the Guitar thanks to Steve my friend, tutor, fellow muppet fan, and occasional bartender. I drink a lot... almost everyday. Hell, I told the bartender I wasn't 21 and she still served me. I mowed the lawn in a miniskirt and some guy pulled over and started it for me. Just like the good ol days huh?
You know I own a lot of dead peoples stuff... prolly cause it's free.
I'm eatting sliced bananas mixed with applesauce and cinnamon. I just made it up and it's wonderful.
Speaking of eatting I need to go buy a rat to feed to my snake.
Speaking of rats... *glares at the little trembling chiwawa who ate her underwear... picks it up and puts it on her lap* What can ya do?
My love life (if you can call it that) is fickle. I've turned a cold heart, a warm body, and an unforgiving smile. I'm really lonely... but not alone and I'm just gonna keep working so I don't think about it.
Come
As you are
As you were
As I want you to be
As a friend
A bunch of my friends who were in high school graduated Wednesday and it seems their gonna be gone so soon and I didn't really get to see them this year. Not as much as I wanted to. Shannons going all the way to North Carolina and it hasn't set in it'll prolly be another 6 months before it does. I'm really depressed about it... And I wish whitney and everybody I freakin know wasn't going to FSU. Tallahassee sucks damnit! At least Emily is coming to USF and we'll have cool fun. Yeaya! I'm worried about school... I'm gonna get good grades but what am I gettin a degree in? *shrugs*
So here you go... an entry... thats about my life instead of my emotions. So there. Now go fuck yourself.
I know I'm a bastard but I'm sure you know why... and that's why you arn't asking.
I love you all(except you over there) *huggles*