So I'm talking to my friend Chris... and I tell him something very important. And completely out of the fucking blue he hits me with this little stretch of conversation.

( What's the sound of someone who's conceited and dumb? )

Took pictures today because I put makeup on for the first time in almost a week.

( Pray your demons don't find me, I'll turn them against you )

To paraphrase Jason (because if I try to explain it I will look like a rambling fool and what he said was so much nicer):

We exchanged jewelry and said that word that we didn't think existed. And then we danced in his living room to the Violent Femmes.

And now we're happy. And together. For better or for worse. We're sticking together, because that's what you do when you love someone.

We have a lot of pictures with her showing us her seefood. Sometimes it's hard to believe she's going to be a freshman in high school in September.

But then again, it's also hard to believe I'm supposed to be eighteen when we're rolling around on the floor, yelling and hitting and biting and kicking each other.

( Forgive my short attention span )

I'm sick. There's no doubt about it. It is NOT just a long hangover. My throat hurts like a bitch, and now my ear is starting up. Bleh. I really really hope I don't have an ear infection, because that would suck.

Tomorrow is hanging out with Lindsay and looking at the pictures from my junkyard photoshoot, 'cause she's got the dvd. Hooray. I get to show off my new kicks tomorrow, even though it's going to be ridiculously hot and I'm going to die, but who cares?

I haven't washed off my makeup in two days. It's so pretty, I don't want to ruin it. But my face is starting to get pissed off at me so...

Gonna go shower now.

So, yesterday I was walking along 5th and Yamhill and these gutterpunks sitting on the sidewalk were like, " Oh, you're beautiful! You're gorgeous!" and I'm blushing like a freak and I sit down and give them money and talk to them.

And end up hanging out with them all day long. And getting drunk with them. And spending the night with one of them. And coming away from the whole thing with a boyfriend.

Hooray for me? I don't know. One of his friends was like, " So how long have you guys been together?" and I told her we'd just met that day and she's like, " Wow, not even a week for this one!" and the other girl was like, " Shut up, don't say anything!"

... so I totally don't know what to make of that. At all. My heart is probably gonna get curb stomped again. Sweet. Just what I wanted.

But I did get into Rocky. I am a light. Hooray! The meet and greet was today, and it went well. I can already tell I'm going to have problems with one of the Trannies, but hey, I can be a bitch with manners, dammit!

So yeah. Going to 18 and Over show tonight. I cleaned Robert and Claire's bathrooms for the money. Begging money from Mom so I can buy these RAD ASS BITCHIN' boots I saw at Buffalo Exchance. I want them so fucking bad. And Lindsay bought me a new belly barbell, so I have a cute little scorpion curled up in my bellybutton.

Ironic, isn't it?

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That's because Catwoman kicks ass and is the coolest villain ever. Besides Harley and Poison Ivy.

( I taught your girlfriend that thing with her tongue that you like )

I made a delicious snack for the HOB bbq. Not telling anyone what it is, it's a surprise.

Gonna go drink and set stuff on fire! Legally! YAY!

( You're an open book, here's a mirror, take a look )

As everyone knows, I get bored. Especially if I've woken up at two in the morning, have watched the first six episodes of Fruits Basket with my lil Sis, and then have nothing else to do.

So what do I do? Feeling grimy, I decide to go take a bath and a shower. And then spy the camera, and get a thought.

( Hehehehehehe )

Taking pictures when you've just woken up from a nap, in the bathroom where the washer and dryer are and the dryer is going so it's so humid in said bathroom that there are water droplets goind down the mirror is a BAD IDEA!

I will learn eventually.

( Sweet sweet maple syrup kisses )

I have the Fallout Boy concert tomorrow, so people have Saturday and Sunday to hang out with me.

So, who's it gonna be?

YAYAYAYAYAYAY!

I got a job at the Sheraton Hotel by the airport as a Room Attendant.

Basically I'm going to go into the rooms and clean them. Hooray.

Two hour commute. Oh joy, oh joy.

But luckily, I did get the weekends for Rocky off. A little bright spot in the gloom that will be four hours on the bus every day and cleaning up after people for 8+ hours a day.

But hey, I got a job. And they don't want me to take out my piercings or cover up my tattoos. Big plus.

And now, I am going to scarf my food and collapse, because I've been awake since 1 in the morning.

Wedding was good.

Zoo was good.

House of Booze was good.

Am now sick and wanting to die.

Return to your regular programming.

Fred and Molly are getting married today.

It's a lovely thing. I'm so happy.

I'd be more happy if I hadn't just woken up.

Now to shower and get ready.

Stayed up all night. Cleaned the house today. Took a five hour nap. Staying up all night again. Took pictures of my snakey baby because he was being good and didn't snap at my hand when I took him out of his cage today. Yay.

And dyed my hair. Look look look.

( Little red houses down under in my mind )

I stayed up all night because of the nap I took yesterday. And to help me, I watched the first four episodes of Hex. Without Mommy. Oh dear.

BUT GOOD GOD DAMN! Jemima Rooper is my dream girl come true. Or at least, her character, Thelma, is.

And Jez... oh my lord, if a priest ever looked at me the way he looked at people in that show... *fans self* Sam Troughton is YUM. I want that boy like crazybad. Too bad they killed him.

And Thelma's new ghosty girlfriend, Maya, she's cute too. But Thelma will always have a place in my heart.

If girls really do look like this in England, then maybe I need to take myself on a little vacation over there.

Matt gave me very bad ideas.

But don't all high schoolers want to end the year with a bang?

CherryBomb: Ugh, and soon the dulcet sounds of high schoolers arriving at Franklin will waft through my window and I'll be tempted to turn the hose on them all
invisshadow: Why don't you then?
CherryBomb: Hmmm... I so totally could
CherryBomb: but last time I did anything to the high schoolers, I got told to stay off the property
CherryBomb: which is kinda dumb, 'cause their track feild is my goddamned front yard!
invisshadow: But... if you're on your property with a really big squirt gun...
CherryBomb: hehehe
CherryBomb: true
CherryBomb: There's a fence separating the feild from our yard... thing. And of course there's a hole in the fence that kids try to skip school through
CherryBomb: So one day I sat up in my room throwing rocks at them from my bedroom window and screaming at them to get the fuck back to school
invisshadow: I would so put razor wire around that.
CherryBomb: oooo
CherryBomb: You have the best ideas
invisshadow: Because technically, that's breaking and entering.
CherryBomb: It really sucks when they just come up and lean against the fence. They're still on school property and not on ours, but they're still THERE
invisshadow: And as American citizen (motto: We are RIGHT, dammit!) you can defend your house and home in whatever means necessary.
CherryBomb: And if a catapult filled with pudding filled balloons is the means, then that's the means
invisshadow: Pudding? No, don't waste pudding on them.
invisshadow: Slightly warmed KY Jelly or something like that.
CherryBomb: oooo
invisshadow: Can you imagine cleaning that off yourself?
CherryBomb: HA!
CherryBomb: Going back to school with that on you
CherryBomb: hehehe
invisshadow: Your mom is going to kill me, isn't she?
CherryBomb: All depends on if she can get the information out of me through torturing
invisshadow: She made you add me because she thought I'd be a good influence on you. And here I am telling you to launch KY bombs on the high school.
CherryBomb: Although, if she cuts off my internet usage, I'm giving your ass up

I'm also a very good friend and secret keeper. Hehehehe.

OH LOOK! I AM STILL AWAKE! AND HOPPED UP ON COFFEE!

Yesterday was... interesting. I'll say that much for the first part of the day, and not explain because it's not something I need to dwell on. It's something best let go and forgotten, because I refuse to waste my energy being angry about something that dumb.

The rest of the day went lovely.