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Rachel's First Sip of Champagne
Hey guys, tomorrow (Tuesday, August 16th) is my motherfucking 21st birthday. I will be celebrating in the evening (around 10:00 pm) at the War Room on Pike (about a block off of Broadway). Whoever reads this and does not show up will no longer be considered my friend. -
She's whiskey in a teacup, she gives blondes a lousy name......
Well, after a strange and emotionally taxing weekend, things seem to be returning to a somewhat normal state. I don't feel as though I am going to throw up every five minutes anymore due to a complete lack of control over my life-which is always nice ( Read more... ) -
Do you wanna know the truth of it? I don't have a husband, he don't play the trombone....
Damn Wallingford- and its pathetic parade full of the gays, their adopted kids with gender neutral names, and the fucking sun. I hate being sunburned, especially on the top of my feet. Dag yo, shit hurts. Although it is at times ridiculous how much working for Clowns Unlimited is not really work, coupled with my hatred for the sun and children, ( Read more... ) -
Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest, I'm full of bourbon, I can't stand up.....
Have you guys ever noticed how fucking annoying it is when ladies wear nylons with their fancy work pants? I totally hate that. Geez ( Read more... ) -
He cilmbed the stairs, and the gallows groaned....
So, since my last entry, things have taken a turn for the better. I have gone from low income downtown housing, to couch hopping, to the suburbs (Northgate) all within the past month. I now live with the awesome, food inhaling, hot cello wiz Ruth Harty Marshall, my precious Jesus-lovin' host brother Yong Wok, and a hard drinkin', tango dancin', ( Read more... ) -
He bought a second-hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese, & dyed his hair in the bathroom of a Texaco...
Well. Three glasses of Carlo Rossi Paisano later, and I'm updating livejournal from my good friend/platonic life mate/psuedo-boss's house Bimberly. I am wearing the same clothes that I have worn for the last two days, have been going to the gym simply for the purpose of showering, and have begun to constantly carry on my person the following: ( Read more... ) -
Opium, fireworks, vodka and meat, scoot over and save me a seat.....
Options for how to spend my last $13.00 ( Read more... ) -
And if I was a tree, I'd be a cut down tree, and if i was a bed, I'd be an unmade bed!
So I now officially reside in the heart of downtown Seattle in an awesome old-school apartment on 9th and Stewart. I have a ridiculous view of the Space Needle- you just open the blinds and it's like- Pow! Space Needled! I saw someone get arrested a block away from my building the other day, and we constantly have homeless people sleeping right ( Read more... )
