YAY
Casey got his driver's license today! No more driving his ass around.
Other good things... I'm the Wii golf champion. I have one chin hair. I have a few grey hairs so now I get to dye my hair. Casey is worried about my WOW addiction. I'm now a level 20 Tauren druid named Angline. I figure I'm not that addicted because I still don't understand all the abbreviations. Maybe someone can hook me up with a dictionary for that geek slang.
and the hair dye is in. holy shit this stuff stinks.
We are leaving for Brooklyn on Thursday or Friday. I'll be happy to leave Georgia. I'm fairly certain I'll die in Georgia. My little run in with the law in Athens does nothing to diminish that suspicion. I would rather die that be imprisoned.
Not that we all aren't imprisoned anyway but it's the literal prison that makes me want to rip off my skin and floss my teeth with my veins. At least right now I have some choices.
I choose to dye my hair.
I choose to smoke reds.
I choose to ask Casey how to spell choose and not chose, God Damn it.
I chose not to drink... but I'm reconsidering.
I choose to dye my jeans red.
I choose to wear a bra because in high school I chose not to too often.
Now I choose to quit writing this pointless entry and get back to my editing... or rinse my hair.
I'll leave y'all with my favorite Atlanta bathroom graffiti even though it don't make sense now (unless you have trouble parting from you laptop even for a moment)
"If you are reading this that mean you are probably taking some sort of dump or pee...
Yeah, have fun with that, uhhh"
I made a yellow wallpaper video last night. I'm not trying to say Casey is driving my nuts but I do go a little nuts sometimes. It's best to get it out in an imaginative and harmless way. It has been a while since I've had to comprimis so much.
Other good things... I'm the Wii golf champion. I have one chin hair. I have a few grey hairs so now I get to dye my hair. Casey is worried about my WOW addiction. I'm now a level 20 Tauren druid named Angline. I figure I'm not that addicted because I still don't understand all the abbreviations. Maybe someone can hook me up with a dictionary for that geek slang.
and the hair dye is in. holy shit this stuff stinks.
We are leaving for Brooklyn on Thursday or Friday. I'll be happy to leave Georgia. I'm fairly certain I'll die in Georgia. My little run in with the law in Athens does nothing to diminish that suspicion. I would rather die that be imprisoned.
Not that we all aren't imprisoned anyway but it's the literal prison that makes me want to rip off my skin and floss my teeth with my veins. At least right now I have some choices.
I choose to dye my hair.
I choose to smoke reds.
I choose to ask Casey how to spell choose and not chose, God Damn it.
I chose not to drink... but I'm reconsidering.
I choose to dye my jeans red.
I choose to wear a bra because in high school I chose not to too often.
Now I choose to quit writing this pointless entry and get back to my editing... or rinse my hair.
I'll leave y'all with my favorite Atlanta bathroom graffiti even though it don't make sense now (unless you have trouble parting from you laptop even for a moment)
"If you are reading this that mean you are probably taking some sort of dump or pee...
Yeah, have fun with that, uhhh"
I made a yellow wallpaper video last night. I'm not trying to say Casey is driving my nuts but I do go a little nuts sometimes. It's best to get it out in an imaginative and harmless way. It has been a while since I've had to comprimis so much.