Scars and Hearts or maybe Hearts and Scars

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Memory Day: The day I had my first mini-stroke.

mmm. hmm. So we were gonna go to Boston, but alas, no, the fuckers at MTV (AKA LAME TV) had her head on a platter if she disappeared today. Soo. After freaking out about that and scrapping the $10 chinatown… Continue Reading →

Life is beautiful and all that

I closed last night, and spent some time perched up on boxes, blowing smoke up into the AC filter to hide the hot smell of the spot we were smoking in the back room. We stumbled out past the gym… Continue Reading →

When the s&*^ hits the fan, everyone gets wet.

I wish my co-workers would unionize. We are owned by a big company so I think there would be plenty willing participants. I gave my notice (finally) on Monday after a long conversation with my manager. I don’t have a… Continue Reading →

tweedle dee tweedle dum

So I have been on a rampage today of job searching-plenty from craigslist but I realize my employment horizons will be better cared for in Cali. Which is no excuse to put up with the current total amount of baloney… Continue Reading →

I need to stop working this 9-5er

I have come to these conclusions that I repeatedly visit throughout life, a subterfuge of emotions that empower me for a time, then crash back into my face, no love lost. Today I had plans with a few different people,… Continue Reading →

Bring it right on

Sometimes I waiver back and forth across the lines of caring and not so much. But I realize beauty when I see it, and for someone who is perpetually afraid of death, life is one of those things that needs… Continue Reading →

ok fuck this shit again

Sean made a comment to me about my less hostile attitude to the general public sense when I write on my livejournal. So there I go again. In later news, Valerie and I were in Philly Hillbilly on Tuesday night,… Continue Reading →

Kibbles and bits

So I have been away. I jumped off the internet haphazardly when my friend Kelley died in October. I met her off bme many years back, and it was a hard situation to deal with, to say the least. Then… Continue Reading →

Cold cold hot hot world

Today’s news: Sean and I are going to the Tattoo Convention to see about work. Moreso for him of course. My entire hidden agenda involves finding myself a new tattoo artist boyfriend to do all the work I need to… Continue Reading →

NT Search what?

I will never understand trackers, and after talking with several people who had it about the things that would happen when they would go “snooping around” to other pages, I realize they suck ass. For example, you look at random… Continue Reading →

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