Time for an update and such. I'm so lazy outside of work it's unbelievable.
Tomorrow is the Gathering Of Goodness and I'm pretty fucking excited. It's my day off and I love New Bethel and Full Moon Partisans to pieces. They're always fun fun fun to see live and oh so spunky. Plus I get to see everyone. Hoo-ray! Unfortunately, I'm going to miss all or most of Sunday's line-up. Damn. Oh shit, I hope FMP doesn't play then..
I think I'll go down to the shop tomorrow and get my septum pierced again. Yep, going in for round two. No pain no gain, right? Speaking of pain -- my little stars (which I think need names) are a wee bit sore but are doing fine. Dude. I should not be thinking inapropriate thoughts about my tattoo artist. No. Especially when that would cause all sorts of problems.
Fall, where art thou? I want to wear my cute green sweater, dammit. I'm sick of this heat and I think others would agree. I'll regret those words when I'm shivering my non-existent ass off. My hands are never warm in winter. I'm looking forward to the fog. For some reason it puts me at ease. I used to be so scared driving in it and now it's nothing. Like driving up into the clouds
A friend of mine wants to take me to see Ani DiFranco for a late birthday present. Rad. Did you know: Rasputina is playing in San Francisco on the 21st? Maybe I can get the aforementioned tattoo artist to let me hitch a ride in her pocket, hee hee.
Ten more days. I'm not sure how to feel. It's going to be one of the hardest days of my life from now on. Another reminder.
Tomorrow is the Gathering Of Goodness and I'm pretty fucking excited. It's my day off and I love New Bethel and Full Moon Partisans to pieces. They're always fun fun fun to see live and oh so spunky. Plus I get to see everyone. Hoo-ray! Unfortunately, I'm going to miss all or most of Sunday's line-up. Damn. Oh shit, I hope FMP doesn't play then..
I think I'll go down to the shop tomorrow and get my septum pierced again. Yep, going in for round two. No pain no gain, right? Speaking of pain -- my little stars (which I think need names) are a wee bit sore but are doing fine. Dude. I should not be thinking inapropriate thoughts about my tattoo artist. No. Especially when that would cause all sorts of problems.
Fall, where art thou? I want to wear my cute green sweater, dammit. I'm sick of this heat and I think others would agree. I'll regret those words when I'm shivering my non-existent ass off. My hands are never warm in winter. I'm looking forward to the fog. For some reason it puts me at ease. I used to be so scared driving in it and now it's nothing. Like driving up into the clouds
A friend of mine wants to take me to see Ani DiFranco for a late birthday present. Rad. Did you know: Rasputina is playing in San Francisco on the 21st? Maybe I can get the aforementioned tattoo artist to let me hitch a ride in her pocket, hee hee.
Ten more days. I'm not sure how to feel. It's going to be one of the hardest days of my life from now on. Another reminder.
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they look very cute, as do your pjs
i'm not a big fan of birthdays myself, so maybe i'll try and find something to make you smile