Current mood: Lazy, like a malaria victim.


I have to go to the mercado.

I'm way too lazy.

I think I might get half way there and just curl up on the sidewalk and...

sleep...

...

...

But I would really like a grapefruit and a grilled cheese with swiss and serrano peppers on dark rye.

What does a girl have to do to get a power scooter?

Contract polio?

Done and done.



I woke up this morning and drank the water next to my bed.

Apparently I spit in the glass during the night.

I can't stop reliving the slimy phlem-wad sliding down my throat.

::gag::



Does anyone have an extra 10 lbs that they would like to donate?

I could really use it.

Thanks.



If one more asswhore complains to me about the current political climate and when I ask if they are voting says no... I'm going to give in to my more primal urges and rip their fucking useless heads right off. If you only vote during presidential elections, you have no right to complain, you fucking jizz bucket. Grow up and vote.



Lastly...

I hate tv.

Brain. Rotting. Ouch.

OPEN CURTAIN

*le sigh*

::swoon::

::fall::

SCENE

I love feeling this way.



I am sick with some random gland swelling illness, which left me laid up all day. The only thing I managed to do today was remove my eyebrown piercing. I fucking hate that thing. I have had it for years beyond rememberance, though. My face looked so foriegn to me that I ended up putting it back in. I'm stuck with this awful crap until the end of time.

My besty lets me read all the back issues of her mags... which really comes in handy when I'm sick and too lazy/sore to go to the store for my Wired/National Geographic. Another of my friends recently bought me a subscription to Dwell. My Muffins!

I'm a ceramist, and my studio is in my living space. I am itching to go play with my wheel, but I know I'll be too lazy to clean up after myself.

Would anyone like to be my slave?

You will have to:

Make me a sandwich

Clean my apartment

Clean my studio

Find my hat

Do my laundry

Massage me

Baby me when I'm sick

Sex me on my lunch break

Return my emails

Write my blogs

Now accepting applications.

I lost my phone.

Then my internet went out.

So I sat on the couch and waited for death.

Luckily, moments before my certain demise, the internet regained it's former strength.

Now I need to find my phone.

My first SG blog... I guess I should introduce myself...

I love:
Comics
Skinny boys
Not so skinny girls
Zombies
Sunrises
Biology
Running
Beaches
Bitches
Coffee
Mags
Tattoos
Ceramics
Hot hot kilns

I hate:
Babies
Flowers
Grass
Apples

Annoying habits:
Saying \"super\" and "dreamy"
Calling people Muffin
Arriving late
Leaving early


I feed squirrels bananas in the morning and drink too much wine at night.

Pleased to meet you!