FOOD:
2 cups
coffee with
cream
1
small bag of
cool-
ranch doritos
2 plain veggie
burgers
today is 5/5/2000, and prophecies surrounding
today don't seem to be coming true. neener neener neener.
i mentioned a few days ago that i beat a guy at arm wrestling (yay me!), but i'm getting a bit annoyed that all the men in the office are calling him a
pussy. i said to one of them yesterday "why does this make him less of a man instead of making me more of a
man?", to which he replied, "well, it's
obvious you're a
woman...". oh well.
i read the node
cutting your own hair this morning and i was interested to find someone else who cuts their hair when in a
funk and
frustrated. my hair is now
short-
short because of this. sometimes i just get a little
crazy. i will spend a lot of time crying over the course of a week or so. at some point in time i'll see a pair of
scissors.
chop-
chop. my
boyfriend and the hairstylist he and i went to to fix my chop-job made me
promise to not do it again. it's never been quite so
drastic as the last time i cut it, but... it's not bad. i look
cute, but i much prefer long hair. it's easier to style (imho. i have naturally curly hair which dries
naturally and looks
great. easy easy easy).
i am debating going to
practice tonight. i did two
classes last night. i may as well, it'll give me something to do while rush-hour
traffic is drying down.
OH! hardy har har. there is something
inherently
wrong about seeing an ex-boyfriend (
coincidentally, also
juliets ex) on
CNN first thing in the morning. i
wish i could have at least had my morning
cigarette first. yeeeeesh.
i just got back from
smoking a
cigarette outside. in the garden there was a little baby bunny
rabbit, not much bigger than a
hamster. it's quite cute. i wanted to hold it, but it being so
young i was worried it's
mommy would perhaps
reject it with a
human smell. it didn't seem
afraid at all. awwwwwwwwwwwwwww. i wanna take it
home.
i'm going to
paint pictures of me
fucking women and get publically funded galleries to hang my
GAY art on the walls just to piss
DMan off.
fuck conformity!
my best friend from high school is erica. i haven't kept much in contact with her since, our interests separated. but for many many years her family was my family. almost literally. i just found out her brother died on wednesday. in a lot of ways i kinda feel like he was my little brother. we all kinda grew up together. i'm stunned. he was young. not old enough to drink. an all around good kid. good grades, very athletic, good looking, well liked (and for good reason). i'm very sad. i guess the world did end today for some people.