aaaarg!!! i hate shaving. if it were up to me i would never shave. anything. ever. the last guy i dated i was with for 2 years and he didnt give a rats ass about whether i shaved or not. it was awesome. i could have corn-rowed my armpit hair and he wouldnt have cared. oh, good times. we used to be the dirtiest, scummiest couple in SoCal. sometimes we'd compete as to who had stinkier pits, hahaha. i had alot of fun with that asshole. too bad he went out for hamburgers when he had steak at home.
my digicam has not arrived yet. im SO impatient. i want it now. "but i want it NOW daddy..." ahahah.
as you saw in the pic i posted yesterday im kinda growing my hair out. its sooo normal and boring... my grandma loves it. she keeps saying things like, "oh your hair looks so nice baby" and "grandpa! look at your granddaughters hair! isn't is just adorable?" blah blah. she hates my head shaved. she says its better than my tri-hawks but she doesnt like my style. haha go figure.
my mama bought me a new stereo. its nice! it has a dvd played built into it and shit... but i cant get it hooked up. damned technology.
im hungover. went out to some bar last night called the juke joint i think in anaheim. saw my friends band play. got free beer all night. got free smokes from some camel promoter. got smoked out for free. all in all it was a spectacular evening. maybe found a job. im not sure though. i want to do what the cigarette promoters do... they sit at a bar all night and talk to people and scan their ID's for statistical info and then hand em a free pack of smokes! how awesome would that be? i live in LA too so we have some rockin bars around here. anyone know anything about those sorts of jobs?
i keep finding myself in situations at home when i need a man around. for instance: repairing a broken window, lifting a heavy entertainment center off the carpet, investigating a scary noise, etc etc. i've decided that it blows not living with a man. my father has been a pillar in all of my life. he could do anything anytime and fix everything. when i got kicked out of my parents house a couple years ago, i moved into an apartment with my ex-boyfriend. he wasn't nearly as handy as my father, but he did what he could. now, my father doesnt live with my mom anymore. and i moved back in with her. just us two. its nice and peaceful and there is never any fighting in the house cos we get along great but some things go easier with a man to help. i miss having a man in my house.
i beginning to miss alot of things now that i think about it...
like i said the other day, my mind wont stop doing backflips. dont you ever wish you could turn the on/off switch to your mind? i keep mulling over things in the past, over analyzing situations, stressing myself out for nothing.
my life is becoming increasingly monotonous. i am drowning in a sea of monotony. ever catch yourself dreaming of having another life? another place? another time period? i fantasize incessantly about being in different time periods. i dream of being a happy fun young girl in the 17th century... poofy dresses and horse drawn carriages. luxury and despair. famine and wealth. extremes. im rambling...
toodles~
my digicam has not arrived yet. im SO impatient. i want it now. "but i want it NOW daddy..." ahahah.
as you saw in the pic i posted yesterday im kinda growing my hair out. its sooo normal and boring... my grandma loves it. she keeps saying things like, "oh your hair looks so nice baby" and "grandpa! look at your granddaughters hair! isn't is just adorable?" blah blah. she hates my head shaved. she says its better than my tri-hawks but she doesnt like my style. haha go figure.
my mama bought me a new stereo. its nice! it has a dvd played built into it and shit... but i cant get it hooked up. damned technology.
im hungover. went out to some bar last night called the juke joint i think in anaheim. saw my friends band play. got free beer all night. got free smokes from some camel promoter. got smoked out for free. all in all it was a spectacular evening. maybe found a job. im not sure though. i want to do what the cigarette promoters do... they sit at a bar all night and talk to people and scan their ID's for statistical info and then hand em a free pack of smokes! how awesome would that be? i live in LA too so we have some rockin bars around here. anyone know anything about those sorts of jobs?
i keep finding myself in situations at home when i need a man around. for instance: repairing a broken window, lifting a heavy entertainment center off the carpet, investigating a scary noise, etc etc. i've decided that it blows not living with a man. my father has been a pillar in all of my life. he could do anything anytime and fix everything. when i got kicked out of my parents house a couple years ago, i moved into an apartment with my ex-boyfriend. he wasn't nearly as handy as my father, but he did what he could. now, my father doesnt live with my mom anymore. and i moved back in with her. just us two. its nice and peaceful and there is never any fighting in the house cos we get along great but some things go easier with a man to help. i miss having a man in my house.
i beginning to miss alot of things now that i think about it...
like i said the other day, my mind wont stop doing backflips. dont you ever wish you could turn the on/off switch to your mind? i keep mulling over things in the past, over analyzing situations, stressing myself out for nothing.
my life is becoming increasingly monotonous. i am drowning in a sea of monotony. ever catch yourself dreaming of having another life? another place? another time period? i fantasize incessantly about being in different time periods. i dream of being a happy fun young girl in the 17th century... poofy dresses and horse drawn carriages. luxury and despair. famine and wealth. extremes. im rambling...
toodles~
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Let your hair grow baby. You can always shave/snip/style it however you want later.
Do you really need a man for all that stuff, or just cause you're feeling a little lonely?