piercedrapture

So yeah. I took a nice little unexpected road trip to Indie. Had no intentions of going until I got a call 10 hours ahead of time, from a friend saying she forgot her parents were coming into town. So I got to see Nine Inch Nails


It was a total blast!



Plus, the friend my friend was supposed to go with, I wound up going with. I've nicknamed Rocky (not "Yo Adrian" Rocky, but Rocky Horror Picture Show). He's a total dork, but I think I'll keep him.
Awww... I made a new friend.

4th of July was crap. Found a mouse. Killed it. Found a spider directly after that. Killed it. Cleaned the house. And didn't get to blow shit up.

I'm rather pissed off momentarily *points to asshole behind me* and now I think I might go blow his car up