new photos. nothing much else to say. been out and about a hell of a lot recently. but i'm having fun, so it's all fucking good, right?

\m/ \m/

er... well.

i need to quit ignoring this site, considering i pay for it and i ♥ you guys. damn me to hell. been having a good couple of weeks, feeling the love of the world. not like me at all.

it's goth-industrial night! time to get my dark on. had a great time there last week. picked up a few phone numbers, made out on the leather couches, got both the owners to buy me drinks on seperate occasions, stayed two hours past closing, shooting the shit, and got myself on any future guestlists if i so desire. not exactly a great achievement on the grand scale of humanity, but i had a blast.

that reminds me, i should really call and get myself on the list... actually, nah. i'm ok with giving them my $5. they deserve it, and i'm not broke.

cheers kids. keep on keepin' on.

since SaintAshlar is tired of my hair, i shall change the journal.

sorry kids, been busy. i'm not completely sure what i was busy with, as i look back over the past week and a half, but apparently i was doing something else.

80s movie parties and billiard joints i suppose.

i'm fucking back!

:everyoneyawns:

so i bought three boxes of dye, mostly because i had nothing else to do today, and now i've got a head full of hair the consistency of straw. go dye!





bleached out one side, added a redish orange, re-dyed the rest black. in that order. so basically i've spent the past two and a half hours in a cycle of dye, sit, wait, shower, rinse and repeat. turned out pretty good. i think it might have looked better without the orangy red though, if i'd just left it black and blonde.

[ intermediate blonde pic ]

edit: and it's my birthday!

dear world,

kiss my ass.



um... i added a threesome of new photos. not to be confused with new photos of a threesome, which would undoubtedly be far more interesting. maybe next time.

ok, so i went to a local show. this girl asks me politely for a cigarette and i give it to her. she walks about three feet away, turns around, and goes "oh, here's a vicodin." what the hell is that about?

doesn't really seem like a fair trade. i think she got screwed. oh well, it's a nice gesture... sort of.

like the wind.

tabbycat. nuff said.

how we manage to chat for 6 hours about nothing baffles me.

nothing much.

ok, so i usually work mon-wed in the office, and thu-fri at home. today should be a do-nothing, lazy day at home while i pretend to work. but nooooo. my boss calls me at 9:30 and i don't answer [obviously i didn't know it was her at the time, or i would have answered] because i was really planning on sleeping until 11. she leaves a message on my cell phone telling me i need to come in because they have urgent changes which need to be made to the entire website, and they can't figure it out. basically, she needs me to hold everyone's hand and re-explain to everyone how to do their jobs [i'm lazy, but at least i know what i'm doing - they're lazy and stupid].

i get up at 11, check my work email, and see that she sent me an email at 8 or so asking me to come in. i check my phone message and start thinking "oh shit, she's gonna be pissed." so i quickly shovel all the snow off my car [i haven't driven since sunday, and it's snowed a lot - i used leave mon-wed and stayed home] and start driving around 11:20. i call in while driving and leave her a voicemail using the dumbshit excuse that i woke up at 9 and it took me forever to clear out my car because the plow blocked me in with a big pile of crap. i get in at noon and what do i find out?

the ftp server is down and nobody can really do any work at all. the idiot in charge of the servers can't seem to fix it, so i end up sitting at my desk doing fuck-all for 4 hours, then head home.

so lame.

i know i shouldn't be pissed off that i actually had to go into work for a total of 4 hours this week, but i am anyway. i'm just that lazy. oh well, things could be worse. at least i'm not stupid.