hellcatjustine

life is good.
I got some laundry done, waiting on the last of the hangables to get through in the dryer.


I did some arranging and organizing in the laundry room. It looks really good, maybe that will motivate me to finish all the laundry. What a day that will be, no doubt.

I feel so much better now that I've had a shower. I got new body wash and I swear I will use this stuff forever. Plus that Olay lotion stuff you use in the shower and rinse off. I love that. I feel so soft and girlie. Lord knows I probably smell better too.

The girls are loafing about gnawing on rawhide. I wish pig ears weren't so damned expensive, since they like those so much better. I wish it would warm up on a weekend so we could take them to the dog park. Gotta work with Mia about walking on a leash first though. She doesn't much like it, and she hates her collar, she escapes it everytime I put it on. Once she's big enough for one that fastens like Coco's we shouldn't have any problems.



Fifteen minutes later after I got distracted replying to a reply, I'm back. I'm definitely starting to think I have some sort of ADD. It isn't just because I smoke a lot of pot.



I've decided that this year is going to be the best year ever. The medication finally seems to be doing its thing, and I have to admit that I feel a lot better than I have in a long time. The world is a whole new place.

I have that song from scouts in my head. You know the one, silver, gold, hippie shit like that. somebody get me some fucking samoas.

I have submitted to the evil that is winamp, and I also joined audioscrobbler. So everyone can see what a dork I really am.

I need to get the laundry out of the dryer and hang it up and put it away. Clothes that aren't wrinkled, what a novel idea. I'm so fucking glad no one around here expects me to iron.

I started using fabric softener, it smells like lavander and vanilla. Whether it makes me sound like a light junkie or not, I am a big believer in aromatherapy. essential oils and that sort of thing.

ok, back from answering email and dragging Mia out of the litterbox. I love my doggies, but they sure can be gross sometimes. So can the kitties. Nothing like stepping in a warm pile of puke in the middle of the night barefoot. Don't get me started on the peeing. At least that seems to have stopped for now. I got some of those crystals to mix in with the litter and I am hoping that helps some too. I'm tired of my stuff getting peed on.

I need to be resizing some pictures. I got one of those photobucket accounts so I could upload pictures and my family could see them. I have some stuff I need to get scanned too. I really need a color printer, so I can print out pictures to send to Robert. Now that the laser printer works I can print out my letters and get them in the mail soon.

Someone kick me in the ass this week and make me mail some stuff.


this entry is entirely too long. procrastination is an art form.


Gonna have some Webb for the night. We might be going to Nashvegas Feb 26 to see Webb play and then go see the Dempseys play somewhere else. I'm gonna go back to the world's largest porn store.

I've really been in a mood to go thrift store shopping. I need to restrain myself, at least until I get some things taken care of.
Also been thinking I want to get a sewing machine. Maybe I can figure it out. Surely I can figure it out. I want to make stuff.

off to chainsmoke and photoshop.

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Her Daddy bought her
a baby blue Duster
when she turned seventeen
Her daddy was a
fool to trust her
that was one little mean machine
Lord you need horse sense
to handle horse power
Momma should have intervened
the speedometer said
One-twenty in the red
liscense plate said Darlene

But She was always in a hurry
tryin' to pass
peddle to the metal lord
and gave it the gas
Rock and Roll music
playing full blast
how long can she last
going that fast?

She made a monkey of the county sheriff
He couldn't just look away
She burned by
at a million miles an hour
makin' those pine trees sway
o this farmers daughter
wasn't doin' like she oughtta
she was jumpin' curbs
and skippin' school
she did a donut in the lawn
of the old folks home
sheriff let her off
'cause she was cute

But She was always in a hurry
tryin' to pass
peddle to the metal lord
and gave it the gas
Rock and Roll music
playing full blast
how long can she last
going that fast?

How long can she last
how long can she last
how long can she last.... goin' that fast?

Daddy was a moble home magnate
He couldn't tell his baby no
He made so much cash off the trailer trade
He thought he had to put on a show

She had a credit card from Neimon Marcus
and Frederick's of Hollywood
she showed the little boys things
in their wildest dreams
they never thought they'd
have it so good

But She was always in a hurry
tryin' to pass
peddle to the metal lord
she gave it the gas
Rock and Roll music
playing full blast
how long can she last
going that fast?