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minneapolis... metal... mayhem! whooo! fucking right! oh, shit... there goes my crazy pirate speak... apologies, ladies and gents...!
so i went to the metal fest at first ave today... missed it yesterday and was kind of bummed because i would have liked to see m.o.d, but today had four headliners that i would have liked to see. my dumb luck, i only caught one. prong! i love that band, and continue to love that band, often while they sleep... so good live. brought me many smiles. however...! deocide and body count flaked! no show... bastards... and i had to work, so i had to leave the show before testament came on. dammit! commendations to anal blast and the mentors; good show. hehe. like they're even gonna read this.
it's been a long weekend already. i've been working all weekend and for some reason the freaks are out in force on friday and saturday. and what's with the old men who sit in front of you while you dance and blow on you? where the fuck did that start? if it turned me on i'd buy a fucking fan! dammit!
okay. okay. im better now, bear with me people... okay... im going to leave with something kind of neat. i found a book with a blue cover... it's a journal, actually... you pick it based on your favorite color, so mine has a blue cover... but it tells you what it means... what your personality is based on the color you chose.
it says: blue. you are emotional though you may try to hide it. you are cautious in love and slow to trust. you have an eye for beauty and a taste for luxury. you are peaceful callm and loving, yet you will stop at nothing to get what you want.
i thought it was neat. what's your favorite color? we should try to find out what it means.
happy sunday!
so i went to the metal fest at first ave today... missed it yesterday and was kind of bummed because i would have liked to see m.o.d, but today had four headliners that i would have liked to see. my dumb luck, i only caught one. prong! i love that band, and continue to love that band, often while they sleep... so good live. brought me many smiles. however...! deocide and body count flaked! no show... bastards... and i had to work, so i had to leave the show before testament came on. dammit! commendations to anal blast and the mentors; good show. hehe. like they're even gonna read this.
it's been a long weekend already. i've been working all weekend and for some reason the freaks are out in force on friday and saturday. and what's with the old men who sit in front of you while you dance and blow on you? where the fuck did that start? if it turned me on i'd buy a fucking fan! dammit!
okay. okay. im better now, bear with me people... okay... im going to leave with something kind of neat. i found a book with a blue cover... it's a journal, actually... you pick it based on your favorite color, so mine has a blue cover... but it tells you what it means... what your personality is based on the color you chose.
it says: blue. you are emotional though you may try to hide it. you are cautious in love and slow to trust. you have an eye for beauty and a taste for luxury. you are peaceful callm and loving, yet you will stop at nothing to get what you want.
i thought it was neat. what's your favorite color? we should try to find out what it means.
happy sunday!
mmm... what time is it? i don't really know... although, to be fair, i don't think i know what day it is... no concept of time. i beat the system.
well, i finally got the internet up and running at my place... no more commandeering the siblings' puter for my own sadistic purposes! it's kinda weird when your thirteen year old brother comes up behind you and he's like, 'what are you doing?' and you're like... 'uh... lookin at nekkid ladies...?' and then you stare at your feet and drool incoherently till he leaves. not you, but me.
i think i'm finally starting to come out of my weird funk... i had a couple of weeks where i was so fucking bummed i just couldn't believe it. it took me hours to get out of bed and tiny things were setting me off... just moody. but now my libido's back! if only i could track down kat right about now...
mmmm... kat. i guess i'd also have to con her into sleeping with me. damn. so much work. better get her drunk.
well, i finally got the internet up and running at my place... no more commandeering the siblings' puter for my own sadistic purposes! it's kinda weird when your thirteen year old brother comes up behind you and he's like, 'what are you doing?' and you're like... 'uh... lookin at nekkid ladies...?' and then you stare at your feet and drool incoherently till he leaves. not you, but me.
i think i'm finally starting to come out of my weird funk... i had a couple of weeks where i was so fucking bummed i just couldn't believe it. it took me hours to get out of bed and tiny things were setting me off... just moody. but now my libido's back! if only i could track down kat right about now...
mmmm... kat. i guess i'd also have to con her into sleeping with me. damn. so much work. better get her drunk.
whoo! what a long night... i was booked to work in duluth tonight... which wouldn't have been all bad if someone had warned me that it was going to snow. getting off at one in the morning after dancing a good eight hours to drive a hundred and fifty miles on roads that want you dead is NOT my idea of a good time.
always the optimist (ha!) i'd assumed we were done with this... it was forty degrees when i left my house, after all... ah, minnesota... how i bow to your every whim.
oh well... there are a couple of good things about the snow... usually when i'm driving home from duluth i have to stop at a rest stop, lock my car and just sleep... but the snow terrifies me to the point that i white knuckle it all the way home and get too jittery to conk out at the wheel... i also like when you go through cities how the street lights reflect off the falling snow and make this really weird pseudo dusk. you know, the one where it's two in the morning, but it feels like you've been out all night fucking off and you're just getting home and suddenly realize it's like six and you've gotta be up in two hours anyways...? yeah. that sucks.
i can't wait until it's spring... because that means thunderstorms (which i heart ferociously) and streaking temperatures. gotta love those streaking temperatures.
and now... my bed... and... you know, porn. quit watching me now. pervs.
always the optimist (ha!) i'd assumed we were done with this... it was forty degrees when i left my house, after all... ah, minnesota... how i bow to your every whim.
oh well... there are a couple of good things about the snow... usually when i'm driving home from duluth i have to stop at a rest stop, lock my car and just sleep... but the snow terrifies me to the point that i white knuckle it all the way home and get too jittery to conk out at the wheel... i also like when you go through cities how the street lights reflect off the falling snow and make this really weird pseudo dusk. you know, the one where it's two in the morning, but it feels like you've been out all night fucking off and you're just getting home and suddenly realize it's like six and you've gotta be up in two hours anyways...? yeah. that sucks.
i can't wait until it's spring... because that means thunderstorms (which i heart ferociously) and streaking temperatures. gotta love those streaking temperatures.
and now... my bed... and... you know, porn. quit watching me now. pervs.
it's a quarter to three in the morning and i should be at the gym. I promised myself i'd go, but sometimes it's just so hard to get that energy... gimme an hour and i bet i'll be there anyways.
i'm starting to get nervous; my first photoset has been queued for a couple of weeks, so it may or may not be inching near... going back and looking at all my favorite sets from all my favorite girls i wonder if it's going to be a big disappointment... i don't especially know what i'm doing here. i know how to be naked, and that with gusto, but i've never modeled for anything before, and for godsake i'm camera shy!
but i guess this journal is just kinda barking at the wind (is that even an expression?) since i'm not sure if anyone's reading it yet anyway. eh. soon... soon.
i'm starting to get nervous; my first photoset has been queued for a couple of weeks, so it may or may not be inching near... going back and looking at all my favorite sets from all my favorite girls i wonder if it's going to be a big disappointment... i don't especially know what i'm doing here. i know how to be naked, and that with gusto, but i've never modeled for anything before, and for godsake i'm camera shy!
but i guess this journal is just kinda barking at the wind (is that even an expression?) since i'm not sure if anyone's reading it yet anyway. eh. soon... soon.
Hehehe... i'm playing around with this weird setup page, because i've never seen it before... i clicked 'friends', and you know what the computer told me? 'Benni has no friends.' This is a wonderful day for technology... and little people.
Somewhere, not in my kitchen... a journal begins. What to say? I don't know much about much, but i have butterflies thinking about my set going live. I don't know when it's gonna happen, or what happens when it does, but here's hoping it's the start of something fantastic. And hey, if not i can always sell one of my kidneys on the black market. As long as it's not my favorite one, i won't miss him... right?
