libberillious

Luigi's Fungarden is neither a garden, or fun. For all intents and purposes it's place where they serve shitty pizza and shitty beer to midtown hipsters with an over grown storage closet for the aforementioned hipsters to play their shitty pseudo punk rock for $5 a head.
It's the sort of place that 10 years ago I would have gone to because it was cheap...
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*my brain is noodles.

spent 12 hours working on one client today.
performed miracles even.
i'm pretty sure I have permanently damaged my fingertips and right shoulder.
when i sat down just now, it caught up with me just how tired i am. i have typed this whole thing with my left hand.
all pro-bono today. worth it to see her smile.

My brain is currently running at some break-neck dope user's pace. To what to attribute this with I'm unsure, but you've been warned. (most certainly not dope)
Remember the cunt from my housecall blog? Well she made a proper asshole out of me and posted a glowing review of my services on Yelp. Pretty sure she's still a cunt though.
My personal life is still...
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i'm just....so angry. about...everything.
I feel like I'm at the core of an intense depressive black hole. like the eye of a storm.
i wonder what's on the other side.

An Open Letter to the Girl I made a Housecall for:

You, Madam, are a cunt.
You and I met each other in high school and have barely seen each other since. In fact, the only reason I have spoken to you at all since then has been your desire to sleep with my male friends, and even then it was few an very far...
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What is it about misery that so stokes the fires of creation? Is it that dim hope that by means of pulling demons from your skull, that you might fill the gaping, ever sucking void in your chest?
It would appear, from the heartburn and insomnia, that an old stuck writing project has unblocked itself. I wish that hugs consoled me. wanting to be alone...
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Spoke with the surgeon. Luckily [I guess that's a matter of perspective] it was one of the guys I had interned under so he dispensed with the bullshit platitudes and gave his opinions.
I'll take my dog back this evening after my dad has a chance to say his goodbyes and have him put out of his misery. I canceled my clients for the day....
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I woke up in a horrendous mood this morning. Which is weird and rare. The first thing I wanted to do this morning was bawl my eyeballs out and break dishes.
My dog, he has cancer. Which really is bad enough, but my mom and I have a sort of strange joint custody of him, so any decisions regarding the dog have to be cosigned...
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It's hard to not appear like a creeper when you truly have nothing to say. I've been looking at sets for days now, and reading threads. Getting a feel for the site and what not. I primarily joined to gain inspiration towards new things to do in the salon.
I've also been fooling around with the camera these days, shooting sets for friends with boyfriends...
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