spiders are wasted

SO after a bottle of wine, i decided it was photo time. Not of myself, but of the wolf spider (i think thats what it was) frolicking in my kitchen. for real. posted up. i didn't think to take any pictures untill I realized how well behaved and chill it was. pic's of spidey, me and spidey, my glass of champy and spidey. good times on tile floors. ill put images up when I get them developed. yeah thats right. F I L M.

i keep score

ive got emotional pink eye. im beat the fuck up emotionally. i guess its my own fault because i can't be real with myself. i think it might be hereditary, or contagious, hell, maybe both.

she thought it would be like the movies!

Just lay there pretty girl...dont do any of the work, just look pretty...get that rhythm down...get that poetry in motion with lotion! Too Bad they'll call you boring! aw, but you just lay there...get sick girl get picked girl get get get it girl...but whatever you dont ,don't just lay there! That boy will think you suck if you dont suck! lights lips liquids and squints...aahhhh.allllllldone(with you).

i love sickly sweet pastels

i do believe spring is sprung-y. Its not quite that time, but the clothes are everywhere. And I knew that my fav babydoll colors were about to pop when I passed by Fredericks of Hollywood and everythign was light pink and baby blue. ugh. looovveeee.

bright green dress

I drink alot of wine sometimes just because I can. and I don't feel the need to apologize/ i didn't realize all the sugar in that stuff makes you fat/ I just thought it made me sweeter/
I admire people who"live without regret" but I think they're full of shit/because nobody is immune to that fucked up feeling in their stomach/I did exactly as I wished and i scarred up my karma rating pretty bad/is that why Im still broke and mad at the past tense and my lips are stained aubergine in the morning?/ and I can't remember why we fought but I apologize regardless/once my headache clears up i wish I hadn't let you get past my judgement/all because I dont want to admit it was all a smear in the light of the bedside table/and I keep saying this is the last chance/but it wasn't was it?
i tried on a dress today/its long and strapless and cheap/but my bellys bigger than my eyes/ so I just broke my own heart again because my tits just wouldn't fit/funny, i thought it would be pretty hard to make a floorlength dress look slutty/this girls got talent/and now I'll finish this glass please/ i didn't realize there was so much sugar in that stuff/ I just thought it made me sweeter/and now I'll finish this glass please./and I didn't realize there was so much alcohol in that glass/ I just thought it made me stronger/and now I'll finish this glass please./and I didn't realize there was so much sugar in that stuff/ I thought it just made me happy/and now I finish this glass please.and now I know whats in that stuff. and I want another.

redneck cars and alcohol poisioning

so, if you remember me driving around about a year or so ago, you would have seen me in a super sexy 1993 pontiac sunbird. Complete with red peeling paint on the hood, the driver side door doesn't open from the outside, and there are absolutely no shocks, or struts or whatever you call it. Oh, and the feb 2006 inspection sticker? I finally just scraped that off so Im driving without on at all because I figure that draws less attention then a big 02-06 in my window.
so what am I getting at? Im back in the saddle again. Me and the "red rocket" are BFF again. Here's to me not getting pulled over because my car is "bouncing all over the interstate" (im quoting the last state trooper that pulled me over.

Im going to nyc in march for my birthday. Me and the china bus are getting down one more time...something I swore I'd never do again. Never say never people. Unless I can get some crazt last second deal on a flight to jfk, im taking that god awful bus.

oh yeah, and when I go on vacation to NY, I tend to party pretty hard. Oh, and its going to be my 26th Birthday...march 10th. yikes...

makeup

m pretty much sick of selling yet I still love it. People are so fuucking rude. i can't wait to be out of retail. this is like goddamned "mall rats: the next generation"