So I just realized that when I'm PMSing, I become a huge starch fiend, eating everything and anything carb-loaded. Also, lots of vanilla ice-cream. Which means I will probably gain 10 lbs over the course of my period ( Read more... )

packing all my shit is more of a workout than actually training.

SATURDAY.

Can't wait till Saturday. I'm in mostly an amazing mood right now. I think I found an idea to run with and might have a new piece by the end of the week. I'm excited, I haven't written anything worth talking about in over 5 months so this is quite a development ( Read more... )

Yesterday Marte, Harper and I went into Detroit for the Caribbean Festival and chilled in Hart Plaza and Campus Martius for a few hours. A bunch of really sleazy guys hit on me and stared at my ass. It was pretty disgusting, since they were at least 25 and gross ( Read more... )

My dog is sick. It's gross because she vomits and shits and it smells terrible, but afterward, she looks so pitiful it makes me want to cry.

We're taking her to the vet tomorrow (today), providing the vet's not a douche and makes us make an appointment for next week or something douche bagish.

Leland Chapman from "Dog The Bounty Hunter"...
If I ever got the chance, I'd be all on that in a second.

True story.

I need a lemon. But I don't know if the powers that be will let me walk down to the market to get one. wtf.

So for a while now I've been lusting after a nice little DJ setup to call my own, the only thing having stood in my way being money (or lack thereof). Yesterday I found out that mio padre has been hiding this gorgeous vintage Audio Dynamics Corp. turntable and just now I convinced him to let me bring it into this DJ supply shop to see if it still ( Read more... )

I am so hungry right now.

I should run on the treadmill or something.

Me and my fat ass, man.

Oh man. For my mom who claims to hate conflict so much, she sure does a great job of telling my dad every little thing I do wrong so that he yells for a whole fucking day.

GREAT JOB.