Hey WOMAN!
I viciously scrubbed the bathtub tonight.. While fretting... such a fucking woman... I am upset so I clean.
I cooked Mr.Noodles.. my crazy roommate was right... Then new Mr.Noodles are hellacious, I hate the new flavoring packets. My skin is dry from work. I wore my dominant business suit today, with my highest pair of heels, and I even dabbed on a little make up. My dark rimmed glasses compliment it nicely, only problem is... I am sick of wearing them.. My other glasses are still in Halifax.
I get my contacts tomorrow, and I only work 3-8 so I can go out to the Sinner's Ball, apparently these bands are supposed to be rock, and great... I need a nice glass of whiskey and to listen to some good music to get swept away in it all.
I have the best intentions of setting up a budget. I plan everything out the day I get my pay stub, then I end up doing something ridiculous like going to the grocery store before eating. Grocery shopping is my own personal means of vacation. Grocery shopping at 4 am, the store is empty and quiet and oddly relaxing.
I think I am going to throw on my black dress, cut and curl my hair and put some war paint on before I go out tomorrow night. If Laura hasn't got this dreadful flu, I hope she will come out with me.. I think the red dress will look awesome with her new dark do.
* I am listening to "Angels Fuck"-Jack off Jill, I hope your scamper through the metropolis of Calgary was absolutely enchanting, and I can't wait to hear all about this fellow who accompanied you. Thanks for listening attentively as I giggle like a school girl and throwing the much needed boost of confidence in my direction..... Strawberry Gashes makes me teary eyed... You are pulchritudinous, and I anxiously anticipate your next piece of writing.*
I cooked Mr.Noodles.. my crazy roommate was right... Then new Mr.Noodles are hellacious, I hate the new flavoring packets. My skin is dry from work. I wore my dominant business suit today, with my highest pair of heels, and I even dabbed on a little make up. My dark rimmed glasses compliment it nicely, only problem is... I am sick of wearing them.. My other glasses are still in Halifax.
I get my contacts tomorrow, and I only work 3-8 so I can go out to the Sinner's Ball, apparently these bands are supposed to be rock, and great... I need a nice glass of whiskey and to listen to some good music to get swept away in it all.
I have the best intentions of setting up a budget. I plan everything out the day I get my pay stub, then I end up doing something ridiculous like going to the grocery store before eating. Grocery shopping is my own personal means of vacation. Grocery shopping at 4 am, the store is empty and quiet and oddly relaxing.
I think I am going to throw on my black dress, cut and curl my hair and put some war paint on before I go out tomorrow night. If Laura hasn't got this dreadful flu, I hope she will come out with me.. I think the red dress will look awesome with her new dark do.
* I am listening to "Angels Fuck"-Jack off Jill, I hope your scamper through the metropolis of Calgary was absolutely enchanting, and I can't wait to hear all about this fellow who accompanied you. Thanks for listening attentively as I giggle like a school girl and throwing the much needed boost of confidence in my direction..... Strawberry Gashes makes me teary eyed... You are pulchritudinous, and I anxiously anticipate your next piece of writing.*
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