The boy brought me flowers. They are pretty. The card was sweet. He does good stuff sometimes. I should mention it here more often. The dark pink gerberas are really quite lovely to look at, and they're right at monitor height for maximum enjoyment.

I have to leave now; Mom's taking me to do all that poison oaky laundry for free at her house. Joy

Just... no. Not anymore.

Dear people trying to get on me through my online dating profile ( Read more... )

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Why are Brett's latest dubstep mixes so freakin' good?! Argh ( Read more... )

OH MY GOD MY TATTOO IS SO ITCHY RIGHT NOW GUYS.

Full back piece, stage 1. Stage 2 tomorrow after coffee with Jimmy. (Can he flake for a fourth time? Let's find out.) Whee, needles! I'll post more pics as it gets bigger and bad-ass-er.


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Last night during the break between P.O.S. & Sims' sets, the DJ threw Young Jeezy's "My President is Black" on the decks. Or maybe he clicked it on his laptop. Damn kids.

Anyway, Nate, in all his hipster snobbishness (sorry, it's true sometimes!), started saying something along the lines of, "Ugh, this is why I go to underground shows, so I don't ( Read more... )

It's raining, but the sun's shining bright. It's been that way all day.

Seems apt somehow. I don't really know why.

I'm in a weird mood. I don't know what it is or why. Maybe it was all that tequila ( Read more... )