guy fawkes day 2006

today i feel: emo punky
today i'm hearing: chelsea hating on her calves
today i'm thinking: that i would be the dorkies hot topic employee ever

Yes, I did say Hot Topic. I will be picking up a job application from there today. This is because I was too damn lazy to take off my fishnets after trying on my Rocky Horror costume and threw on my FM shirt and suddenly look the part of a member of the Hot Topic Team. Huzzah. I will have poseur stories.

In other emo-related news, I'm thinking about dyeing my hair. I have to ask Jenny Mac if it's okay, first. She asked me to audition for her and I'm not fucking that up just to play with my hair. Huzzah. I do need a haircut, though. It's driving me crazy.

Last night, Chelsea and I got to babysit her intoxicated boyfriend. It was a memorable evening. Chelsea has never taken care of a drunk person before. She didn't know what she was doing. I had to help. It was a little sad. However, there were memorable moments. These included him punching me continually and spilling water all over himself. Later, he was positive that the water was vomit. It was a little sad.

Ah, debauchery. How I love to hate you.

I've recently developed this habit of making random noises for no particular reason. I'm sure it's very annoying. I find it comical. Then again, I also crack myself up. This is what comes from growing up on a street where you were one of two children for 75% of the year.

I have at last finalized my tattoos! There are three of them. They are symbolic. ...Kind of. But I like them.
1. a hedgehog in the red-light-no-no spot on my right side.
2. ,,Wenn die Augen sind, ist das Leben einfach” across my lower back.
3. a robot on my right shoulder blade.

And now it’s Sunday night. And now the Tummy Impaler is telling me that his chest is hurting. And life’s not so grand. It would be really, really nice if this cyclitic depression shit would just stop. I’d…yeah, I’d dig that. I’d dig that a lot.