GAH! I have written and rewritten this entry four times now....
.....I am just in such a funk that I feel frazzled, confused and frusterated. I mean, even though short, I feel as though the failure of this most recent relationship has just illuminated all of my past relationship mishaps and failures. *Sigh* a girl's work is never done, yknow, that emotional stuff. It didn't exactally help that the dude called me today to see how I am feeling. How am I feeling? Oh, I'll fucking tell you how I am feeling, just come a little closer to this lil ol fist 'o' mine, brother! Ok, ok, so I am not THAT violent, domestic violence hasn't really ever been my cup of tea. But either way, he's just left me standing here on this highway with a broken latched suitcase from the 70's, clothes spilling out everywhere and hair as dirty as the desert floor itself....
Otherwise, things seem swell!
Actually, to get myself moving along today, I went and talked to my hair stylist and we are pondering some blonde ideas. We shall see, I am seeing/thinking red at the mo, too, so you never know....you just neeeever know with my hair....Also, in about two weeks, I will begin more work on my japanese piece on my right arm and this weekend, I am getting my lip pirced. Can ya tell the hearts been through the ringer, and has reached it's limit? Yeah, me too....but you know, the beauty of the situation is now, I can move anywhere, pierce anything and tattoo anything I fuggin want and I don't have to take into consideration the feelings of a signifigant other. Ahh, eternal singledom, here I come!!! 
.....I am just in such a funk that I feel frazzled, confused and frusterated. I mean, even though short, I feel as though the failure of this most recent relationship has just illuminated all of my past relationship mishaps and failures. *Sigh* a girl's work is never done, yknow, that emotional stuff. It didn't exactally help that the dude called me today to see how I am feeling. How am I feeling? Oh, I'll fucking tell you how I am feeling, just come a little closer to this lil ol fist 'o' mine, brother! Ok, ok, so I am not THAT violent, domestic violence hasn't really ever been my cup of tea. But either way, he's just left me standing here on this highway with a broken latched suitcase from the 70's, clothes spilling out everywhere and hair as dirty as the desert floor itself....
Otherwise, things seem swell!
Actually, to get myself moving along today, I went and talked to my hair stylist and we are pondering some blonde ideas. We shall see, I am seeing/thinking red at the mo, too, so you never know....you just neeeever know with my hair....Also, in about two weeks, I will begin more work on my japanese piece on my right arm and this weekend, I am getting my lip pirced. Can ya tell the hearts been through the ringer, and has reached it's limit? Yeah, me too....but you know, the beauty of the situation is now, I can move anywhere, pierce anything and tattoo anything I fuggin want and I don't have to take into consideration the feelings of a signifigant other. Ahh, eternal singledom, here I come!!! VIEW 7 of 7 COMMENTS
As far as Death Cab, I absolutely love the new album. It was impressive from the very first listen, and it's been the cd player often. I can't compare it to Toad the Wet Sprocket, as I was never a big fan. Maybe I'll have to go back and listen to some Toad. Any album recommendations?
You should sooo come to the party!