thank pete it's over i am so very very glad. i thought i was tougher but i've had enough of people judging me based on what they see or whatever inaccurate bullshit they hear about me. i'm done and out. fuck you all. i'm going back to my very low cut jeans and push-ups bras and cartoon motif underwear and my mascara. oh my good lord it's so hard ( Read more... )

without your love, it's a honky tonk parade
without your love it's a melody played in a penny arcade

it was a five set night today for me. i barely survived the first two because my lungs were acting up. they like to take on less air than they should from time to time. the result was a very audible wheezing at every pause. i felt so miserable i very near cried. the audience were understanding and supportive though, and that made me want to cry ( Read more... )

our sole sunday .

lunch time roast and late night. we were cracking through the morning but all good. i can't believe it sometimes. i know i've said it over and over but just look at my stinking room.

it's wonderful! it belongs to us and we work our asses off to pay for it and we work our asses off to pay for school and after that still have some ( Read more... )

late nights are not so good, but i just can't seem to steer away. this crawling into bed at sunrise and then waking up at sunset. i don't think it's romantic. it's makes me feel queasy and it doesn't help that claire is in school so there's no one to tell me the time because i can't seem to believe the clock.

my room's always dark. i need to pee ( Read more... )

over and in, last call for sin
while everyone's lost, the battle is won
with all these things that i've done.

strange, we met a long time ago haggling over a computer cable.
you're my harmony.

(if you're getting weepy now i mean harmony as in when you're next to me on stage, helping to pull in rent. stupid.)

:)

okay for fuck's sake people.

yes it really is a contest where you take people at face value and then from there derive many many topics to start a blog war with by slamming all the contestants. heck, and i thought the forum was a little silent. the shrapnel is everywhere else! do they REALLY think we take ourselves seriously with the label "butch"?

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thinking about it, there are technically no off days to be had this week. one little show tonight at circular road and then filling in for Milo with Alex and then back to the wheel again. much uncertainty flying around and it's scary to think that the fate of more seafood dinners to come lie in the hands of some grubby shareholders. work tires me ( Read more... )

so the discreet father's day plan turned into something quite different. my trusty ally  (or so i thought) foiled my plan and i was carried most unwillingly onstage (think  flailing limbs and screaming sort of way) and my dad was very shocked. all quite funny really.

i think people should be more mature about things. they confront issues by ranting ( Read more... )