2:41PM - WeEeEeEeEeEeEeEeEEeP!
I'm feeling slightly more upbeat today. Maybe it's because my fingernails are painted a smashing sexy pink & I didn't hate what I saw in the mirror when I got up & started digging through the mess for something to wear.
I really need to do some motherfucking LAUNDRY!
When I called Chris from Amanda's last night...Gilligan picked up the phone & started going all sorts of insane. Oh my...it makes me giggle just thinking about it. Since Amanda & I had just boxed out 3 bouts with her new steamroller...I was so fucking stoned I could barely comprehend the insanity. I had the hugest grin on my face though, trying really damned hard not to laugh.
OK...EVERYONE WITH DIGITAL CABLE WATCH CHANNEL 11TH ON SEPTEMBER 3RD...8PM!!! GODDESS GALACTICA!!! YOU *MUST* WATCH THIS LADY...SHE IS FUCKING INSAAAAAAAAAAANE!!!!!!! Mark that down on your motherfucking calendars.
Ok yeah, so I sat down today & tried to draw something. I think my Art Thingiemajig in my brain broke when I was asleep or something. I want to shred that picture with some spiked high heels. Ha like that blonde in "The Secretary"
Heh, shred it good.
I'm going to hack off all my hair, as soon as I can get Kelly all to myself. I was going to ask her today, but she's apparently not home or something. So...a few more days with the hideous hair from hell. I think it scared dearest darling Nick. Poor little droogie. I adore him so.
My friggin filling came out last week, & I set up an appointment, but it's not until fucking next friday. Of COURSE it's also at 7:45 in the motherfucking morning. I hate hate HATE dentists. They are all sadists. Sick bastards, hellbent on making me cry in as many ways as humanly possible. Why? I dont know. Something about me makes them think, "Hmmm...I wonder how many times we can shove pics & other assorted sharp things into her gums until she blacks out from the horrible agonizing pain HAHAHA I AM EVIL DENTIST!!!"
*sigh* I hate dentists. I'm such the anti-dentite, if anyone knows that obscure Seinfeld reference. Your narrator, dear friends, is an anti-dentite. Hate me if you will...but anyone who is in league with those psychos with degrees are no friends of mine in the first place.
I think I'm going to go smoke another bowl & try not to wallow in angst & hopelesness for a while.
YAY!
Current mood: 
hopeful
hopefulCurrent music: Bad Religion - The Defense
high