That's riighhtt ( Read more... )

Got a poloroid camera. Expensive film. Johnny (DEPP, obviously) poster, and PAINT.

EFFIN PAINT! WOOT!

Now to prepare for fucking new years. Yikes. I'm going to look too hot. YOU Be prepared. Wooo....

Erin,I have picture of you licking my boob ( I know you all didn't need to hear that...) but, hey. You're hot, woman. The last manor rocked. What a ( Read more... )

Oh Shit. Christmas Eve. Too excited. Maybe I can get it on with Santa if he doesn't get stuck down my chimney....

sweet.

Come on New Years! I wanna get tanked on cheap wine and/or coconut vodka......

*licks lips*

So Trisha and I met the craziest guy on the bus. Some drunk Lummi guy who gave us the recipe for kahlua that will "smack you with a ( Read more... )

Mmmmmmmmm, I slept all day today ( Read more... )

Well, Jon's an ASSHOLE, whom I can never trust again..... again. What else is new. My Christmas from my parents is pretty cool- cash to help me get a new apartment. By MYSELF. Wooooooot! I don't need anyone to live with me. Especially someone as immature and crazy as Jon. I mean, he'd pay rent, but he doesn't care about me (in fact I've suspected ( Read more... )

Whoooooooooooooo ( Read more... )

New journal. Not sure if it runs right. Two days off from work- time to watch b films and Johnny Depp and learn songs in Russian. Awesome! And paint "our patron saint of fake tanning," miss Paris Hilton herself.....
almost Christmas. Made mint rum fudge today, picante potato pie, and spicy chili. I rock the emu's ass with a licorice belt!