benni

and i did it again. the whole entry lost. fuck. as if i weren't already pissed enough.

it's three... just woke up. i have to work at five. i could be mad about it, but hell... at least i don't close tonight. i have to go to the gym... it's important to me that i do that... because then i'm sweaty. and what's better?

melancholy today. not just because it's gray, at least i don't think so... on the contrary, i tend to love gray days. being a creature of the night, the sun makes me angry. like croquet playing midgets. although, i have to say... this weird muted sunlight is coming through my blinds and making these beautiful half-sun patches on my carpet... i wish i could bottle it and send it to you guys.

the professor is going crazy. i took a mouse out to thaw (i don't have the heart to feed him live ones, and the last one i tried to microwave exploded) and i think he must be able to smell it. he's stalking his enclosure. like a jerk. so cute though.

i want to wrestle the homeless for their various cheeses. bastards.

i need to sleep... i'm so surly! strippers shouldn't be surly, we're happy naked people. yes? yes.

why can't everyone understand my unique, cynical blend of humor?


"your skin is soooo beautiful, oooooo..."

"what, this old thing?"

*blank stare*

"uh... so.... you want a dance?"

*blink*


damn kids.

love you guys... good to have someone looking out for me... does anyone want my panties?