meda

Fuck, am I ever bored. Dan got called in to work, so our plans for tonight are shot. I was hoping Hunter would be around and in the mood to walk to the gas station with me, but he went off to start a mural for some guy that owns a warehouse. So yeah, plan B, 'visit Dan and Eric and smoke cigarettes' has failed. I think I'll get stoned and clean up the house a little.
On the plus side, my once disgusting apartment is really starting to look pretty clean and I plan on finishing my dress form tomorrow.
My sis' fished a bunched of clothes out of the garbage near the coffee shop where she works, and she gave me every item that was pink, ( she thinks she's too cool for that colour). The clothes appear to have never been worn, but they've been slashed with exacto knives. I have plans to patch them up or use them for projects.
Also, as a note, I read some chics blog today. Not naming any names of course, but I realize that one of my new pet peeves is girls who like to talk about being sex addicts on the internet to attract sexual partners, when they are actually full of shit. Dont' get me wrong, I appreciate a good love or need for sex. I just hate bullshit.

someone bring me a cigarette!
see ya