Fuck fuck, fuckity fuck fuck. My art studio is almost done...hooray for that. I get tomorrow off, which makes me oh so happy. Saturday was the worst fucking day ever. My manager thought I was gonna quit, but I was just very very aggitated and full of hate.
Tommorrow I might go to Bangor, which is really the closest "city". It has roughly 40,000 pop. Need rat food and shoes. I hate shopping for shoes, because I have big feet, and the damn shoe stores never have my size, unless I want old granny loafers.
pointless fact for today: Polar bears are left handed
Tommorrow I might go to Bangor, which is really the closest "city". It has roughly 40,000 pop. Need rat food and shoes. I hate shopping for shoes, because I have big feet, and the damn shoe stores never have my size, unless I want old granny loafers.
pointless fact for today: Polar bears are left handed

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avaneveah:
Granny loafers are the hottness

randomrockstar:
I'm hoping that it won't be too shitty...I like being up at night...it's just that I haven't stayed up until 7 in the morning without drugs...like...ever!