I'm a storm trooper in a stupor, yes I am ( Read more... )

I thought of a totally bitchin' back patch for my jean jacket. I got my inspiration from Furious George. I'm whip up some bad ass 'Betty Crocker, Punk Rocker' patch ( Read more... )

I don't understand how I get myself into these predicaments., and I don't understand what I want, or what I hope to get out of it.

Yesterday I applied for a temp job at this Halloween shop right by my place- It would be fun and provide me some extra cash.

Also, I'm thinking about becoming a stalker. More information later.

Tomorrow's my 22nd birthday ( Read more... )

Super short update ( Read more... )

A song I'm working on. It's for someone who means a lot to me ( Read more... )

Update ( Read more... )

I'm never hungry when I first wake up. It takes a couple of hours... And it's been a couple of hours. I want something fancier than cereal today. I want some fucking pancakes or somethin'. It's not even 9 and I'm posting, but two great things have happened already ( Read more... )

Well, it's official.

The lease, signed. The keys, in my pocket. The money, gone baby gone.

It's a clean, nice cozy studio. There's a washer'n dryer around the corner. Plenty of space for me.

I move in on Sunday. I will be scrounging to make next months rent, but after that, I should be good. I've decided to get into painting again. Especially since ( Read more... )

I had two appointments today and one didn't show, the other canceled. Fuck this. This is exactly the time I wish I had a base pay. Something to depend on.

I'm going up to Greenwood on Sunday to sign papers for my job and apartment. Then, the following weekend I'll be moving in.

So much to do.
Not enough money.
Barely enough time.