since we last spoke.....
i was a bumble bee for halloween. i don't have pictures. it was more messy than hot. i had to work halloween. it was lame and i had to scream at people. including my best friend- she's got a drinking problem, and my boy at the time- he, too, has a drinking problem. oh. and his ex. it was pretty lame and i didn't get any candy.
agent orange played at work. they were fucking amazing and super sweet guys to boot. that and extra points to anyone who plays a set, and asks for a martini as a refreshing beverage. their merch guy seems to think i should move to california. i think that would be a mighty bad idea.
agnostic front played a few days later with death before dishonor. they were all really awesome and super nice. the guys from agnostic front even caught our pool table mouse! they named it vinnie stigmouse... but it died later that night- possible from the girl i working with continually dropping it.
the recent boy, now ex 
, bought a puppy because i wasn't talking to him. it was the male equivalent of getting knocked up to save a relationship. it was low. i had always said i wanted to get a white boxer and name it brixton. well. low and behold....
so the ex. he's my best friend. and what do you do when you break up with your best friend? i mean i love the bastard. i just couldn't deal with people. he should know the feeling- he broke up with me twice before for the same reason. well close to the same reason. i was just nice enough to actually tell him. i didn't get that kind of consideration. certainly not when i found out through other people he was seeing someone new on my birthday. but i digress. so i broke up with him. cause i'm silly or something. and i guess it's just weird now cause every other time we broke up i pretty much threatened him at knifepoint and we got back together. and he's not doing that. it's strange. so i guess he's over me. silly indeed. you know, cause i am, in fact, the bomb dot com. gosh. so now i hear he's talking to a bunch of girls about me. like the whole whoa is me thing. i mean, awesome if it helps him get some, but pity will only get you so far. and it's all very one sided. i'm being made out to be some awful bastard- and i am, but i'm no worse than he. but on the same hand, i don't think i'd ever be bothere to converse with his rebound bitches anyway, so it doesn't effect me all too much. so poo on all of that. i know i'm better than being bothered with this whole mess, but that doesn't mean i'm not bothered by all of this. it's a strange situation indeed. mayhaps i need new friends?
thanksgiving was nice. i went over to my parents house. it was just me, my parents, and my grandmother. my brother is still not speaking to my parents... tres lame, if you ask me. mom made me some vegan food. i ended up with an infected tooth the night before, so the nice dentist man gave me painkillers. yep. i spent the better part of the thanksgiving season high as a motherfucking kite. it made the holidays much nicer- i love my family, but they don't get that i am who i am, and unless their standards change, i will not be who they want me to be.
i bought a car. it's the closest thing to a new car that i'll probably ever have. it makes me happy in the pants. it's got a 6 speed hydraulic shift and a v6 engine. and no dents. for the first time in a very long time i can break the speed limit going up hill. i might even be able to turn the air conditioning on at the same time too! i really am very happy about it. though i'm not thrilled about having a loan for the first time ever. but. it'd be cool to build up my credit and not have my grandmother cosign on my apartment when i reach the age of 30.
christmas came and went. and left me broke. i got some lovely gifts. people are way too good to me, really. i got a macbook- that i have no idea how to use. and i pod- that i also have no idea how to use. a printer- yep, no idea how to use it. i do love the silly traditions of christmas though. i made cookies for all my coworkers at the bar- something like 150 cookies in total... and i didn't even burn the house down. i got 3 trees! the last few years i went for the biggest trees i could find... this year's tree was a bit short. so we went for a tree army instead! i came back from work one night and my ex had cleaned the entire apartment and bought me extra trees- he really is a great guy.... that i wanna push down the stairs. i also got a bb gun for christmas. it's pretty. possibly the best part of christmas was my friend's present exploding all over my car- it was a bottle of expensive whiskey. it knocked into a bottle of cheap blueberry vodka and broke. there's no good way to explain to the police why your car reeks of whiskey...
new years was fucking lame. i worked a private party full of shrinks. cheap shrinks. they sat me next to the dj booth. did i mention it was a private house party and there were some 60 people there? or that they paid me lass than the cost of their dom perignon? ugh. it sucked. a lot. i didn't get any new years kisses either. lamer and lamer.
i got new glasses. i like them. they're versace. i have trouble saying versace without saying bitches after it. but whatever. it's weird when people buy me nice things. i'm not a nice things kinda girl. well maybe i am... but i don't take care of my things so well. and i'd never buy shit like that for myself. i also got new sunglasses. they're dkny. i heart them too.
and now for the vanity. i liked people showing me their vanity. you know. all 2 that participated.
so there you have it. updatey goodness. i apologize for taking forever... and never getting back to the kind souls that comment on this mess. you guys are all too good for me.
so. show me your vanity, tell me your resolution and tell me about your valentines day plans... i believe i'm working. last year i got two tires slashed at work as my valentines day gift. i win.
hearts and hand grenades,
- t -
Regardless...
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