Today, I live. It's one of those days where I'm excited about my own existence, I'm proud of the person I'm cultivating and those I choose to surround myself with. I've pruned back a few loose bulbs of doubt and self-destructive tendencies, brushed away the cerebral cobwebs and reinforced my roots with the all powerful nourishment of fun and change.
I spiked my mohawk, I deposited my paycheck, was complimented and loved to the point of distraction, relished in the dense, moody pre-rain and broke free my electric bass from its long dusty cradle (take that Rock Band Guy Upstairs!) and even had time to draft up an angry alien oooo.....
One of the tattoo designs I'm working on, this is only a first draft mind you but I think it's heading in the right direction... Uh ho! Punny, Friday, punny!-Okay, I'm done now.
I am in love with my costume. Especially because it works as an Awesometer (detects the awesomeness levels of others). I will be wearing a short skirt and a long jacket, with shoes that cut, a red-tape-cutting machete, fingernails that shine like justice (fake and glittery), a name tag with Kitty crossed out and replaced with Karen...*
....possibly with a cake patch on the back of my jacket as a monumental hint.
*yes, I ripped this word for word from my Mentorship Forum but I'm super jazzed about it! :D
Way to pincer-->nipple* my night, VR Status Tables, looks like I have a lot of being an interwebs-creeper ahead of me... where's my cheese puffs and anti-zit/opposite sex cream??
*I'm stealing your nifty phrase FG...
POTATOES! How can anyone lament colorfully about POTATOES! abba abba cd cd Syntax!...and so the images sprungeth forth and lo!... DICTION "-a very acute case yes, poor fellow..." It's a POTATO! POTATOES AREN'T PEOPLE!
I just stumbled across one of my old pieces on Google Images. It was in someone's Myspace photo albums of "Cool Shit I Leik". ...I know i should be outraged and how dare they have the audacity! and with such poor spelling to boot...!, blah, blah, blah, but I'm kind of flattered in a sick way. My stuff is worthy of theft? Oh, my, Mister Internet Creep, how you make me blush!
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mister internet creep niiiiiiice * jots down for future use* lol
ahHAHAHAHAHAHAH
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