If you ever really want to feel how fucked up my depressions get, I thought to myself today, with no irony or humor, "I should toss myself off a bridge. At least I'll save money on a haircut ( Read more... )

Dishes: check.
Laundry: 10 mins. to check.
Cooking: just started.
Art: I should really dig that out of my bag and start fucking with it in Photoshop.

Anyone feel the need to iron some work shirts for me so I can get on that art thing? Yeah, that's what I thought. :(

I'm avoiding doing any real work by posting useless shit here and elsewhere on the internet. I really don't want to get back to the dishes...or laundry. Maybe I should get back to drawing. that doesn't make me want to pluck my eyes out...yet.

My mind was totally in fucking escapist mode today. My internal soundtrack was as follows:

Hey, Baby! by No Doubt
the Tootsie Roll/Penis song by me
Running Faggot by The Kids In The Hall

I apparently was so rocking out to Hey Baby at the desk upstairs, an older gentleman started giggling at me.

I forgot about Jungle Boogie by, uh...by....um, ( Read more... )

After the show tonight, I was telling A how no one does burlesque numbers to Debbie Gibson tunes and how that might be an area I could exploit. I then proceeded, after she said she didn't know that one, to sing a half-assed chorus of Out Of The Blue. A said she still hadn't heard that one before, and I said I thought it was from her second album ( Read more... )

So I got the whole get-up on, and I realize I am sweating so badly it is running into my eyes (not good when you're wearing a full face of make-up) and my chest is soaking wet. I called A and told her it wasn't going to happen, because if I'm sweating that badly at home, odds are I will pass out in a crowded bar with that much shit on. I'm sure ( Read more... )

having baby bare forearms is kind of creepy. I can only imagine what the bare legs are going to look like.

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A: I just noticed how handsome you are.
Me: Took ya 3 years, huh?
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Me:(playing my DS) Now this is what I call afterglow. It's after, and it glows.
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...you're me ( Read more... )

so, I'm kinda pissed at myself, and not leaving the house outside of helping A finish her work, for failing to even concept the larger of 2 pieces I need to have done by the end of next week, at the latest. It's not like I haven't been doing drawings, and they're not bad, but they just don't gel into a piece, and I've even come up with an idea for ( Read more... )