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I've gotten pretty fed up with shit. I find more and more that I just sorta sit back and have a vacant stare if I dont have to be included in conversations, activities and other social shit people do when you are just trying to live your life in peace. I dont even want to use my voice with them. I dont want to use any words. I've gotten to the why bother part again. Stuff the voice down and nod or shrug every now and then...
Somebody asked me what was wrong the other day and I shook my head as if to say "nothing." Hours passed and I was asked it again. Followed by a serious glance and a, "Say something!" and I did after a few moments.
It's getting to be that time again. My favorite holiday is on the way. My nephew and I are already teasing eachother with what we are going as. Trying to out 'cool' eachother. Trick Or Treating is for ALL AGES!!! Dammit. Anyways...
Im thinking about showing up in this cool/bizzare combination. That mask is gonna be sooooooo freaking expensive. Im gonna be toying with this idea for a while...
I lived next door to Peter's sister. She would hear me play this album from my apartment. One day she stopped me in the mail room and said she was tired of hearing her brother's voice from my window. I laughed and said, "tough." My sister drilled this one into my head. Thank you Julie. Everybody needs a little Peter Murphy. Im a geek. I love this track.
So I broke down and finally went to the dentist today. Figured that would be a good idea since my head was throbbing and my eyeball was hurting. I've never even had a cavity. The only dental work I've ever had done was my wisdom teeth extracted. It's the only thing that ever went wrong. Now I know why my mother was so stern about me getting all that work done when I was still on my father's insurance plan...
I sat down in the chair, wiped some tears away (because it hurts so fucking much & im a dental wussy) and the dentist tells me that I need a fucking root canal. Fucking wonderful at the discount price of $900! Nine hundred. I can hardly afford to breathe and somehow I gotta come up with nine hundred dollars or have the fucking thing pulled. I am so pissed off right now. How is fucking fair? He tells me I have to contact them by monday and let them know what im gonna do.
Dentist gave me a little vicodin. Shoulda gave me 5mg xanax after the front office delivered that financial shocker. This truly blows. It sucks and it blows at the same damn time...
I completely hear you here. I've had so much dental work done in the past couple of years (including two root canals) and the prices are atrocious. My advice is to get it done, even if you have to go on a payment plan to do it. I had the exact same thing - a bad, bad cavity that needed a root canal - and it was painful as Hell. Best wishes to you.
14:19 Aug 19 2010 Times Read: 794
Guess I dont know what to go through
Guess I dont understand you
And I guess I'll set your bed on fire when you're out cold
Because I can't do this anymore and it's really getting old
I burn when you when you love me like you do
I cant stand when you do
when and what you put me through
Make a first and do what you gotta do
Make a fist and do what need to do
The bruises on my body that take forever to heal
I run away and flee to a place that I can feel
The daylight that peeks trough the window
I pack my bags, leave to go home and dont have a clue whats gonna go
From one artist to another first and formost I do like this. however I don't think the dangling guy is low enough and the building fire seems too extensive. IT's still good
23:59 Aug 11 2010 Times Read: 842
Im going to have a freak out moment soon...
Every four letter word combination will be thought of.
By the way (certain idiot VR member that still reads my shit)...So help me god, if I ever see you again, IM GONNA PIMP SLAP YOU, OVER AND OVER WITH BRASS KNUCKLES AND CALL YOU AN UGLY WOMAN!!!
..................Then im gonna set your balls on fire.
Wow. Im scary pissy today. More coffee and static x should help. Right? *eyes dart back and forth*
And on top of the bullshit that's been going on (and on here too)...my Beatles T-Shirt gets messed up somehow in one of the roomates wash. The cool ass Revolver one. Dammmmmit!
Pissy over here. Real pissy. The cooler is just dead and we're waiting for the owner here to fix it. It is hot...
Like, the Devil's ass hot.
He's......probably playing poker with his wicked central air conditioner right now....
An old friend I still talk to is holding another private paranormal investigation/party. This time it'll be on Halloween. Very cool stuff. An image was given to me to mess around with. To my surprise, he's going to be using it at the end of September at his website's Halloween Event gallery. Then it will be used once again in October for event prints. It was a bitch to do...
The program im using keeps shutting down before I have a chance to save the progress right before I apply text though. *growls* Frustrating as fuck! Now im having a more technical speed bump.
I moved out of the master bedroom I had and took the studio. It's awsome! It's private from the rest house (and the roomates), It's like a little apartment...and one hundred dollars cheaper than the master bedroom I was in. Private entry, fresh paint, new carpet and it's almost seperate from the rest of the house...and roomates.
The roomates. Dont get it twisted, I like the roomates I have...but the two chicks here NEVER stop fucking talking (in fact, as I write this, I have one thats been talking to the back of my head for the past 45 minutes). It's the kinda constant talking that makes you want to scream. I have resorted to nodding alot and smiling. Pretty soon im gonna fake speaking english. The other one talks (more of a mumble)about a court hearing every single day to the point where everyone here makes like they're blowing their heads off when she leaves the room or goes inside lol. So, yeah...love the privacy of that studio. Time for bed. *big happy grin*
Dear god, she's still talking to the back of my head.....jesus christ.
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