Livejournal will be the death of us all.

I have words to say
But they don't come!
There's trouble today
But the end won't come!

And their mouths have swallowed up their ears and no one feels what the other fears and whispers are stopping up her gears but she won't have tears. No.

There can't be tears.

Holy mother of shit I love the mother fucking Grateful fucking Dead.
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The bump on my nose has been steadily growing for ages now ( Read more... )

Goin' to Ottawa. Be back in 4.

Buy the Pound is gone ( Read more... )

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Seems I've let this thing wither and die. Here's a dribble of water for my lj, the poor thing.

Today was lovely. The weather was lush and green and warm and I ate too much cake. I think I should say something about my friday:

Well, I was on some certain hallucinogen and ended up having a weird identity crisis and feeling very scared and frightened ( Read more... )

I blonded my hair bleach. 4 times.
That's right, it's no longer dark brown. It's now pale yellow.

Expect a slew of pictures when Future Shop decides to stop being a suck and just fucking fix our goddamn camera.

In other news, I am running for pope. Vote for me and win a free sombrero.

I got a job. Loblaws ( Read more... )