I'm going to start a weekly digest. I figure, why the hell not. It will come out Wednesday or Thursday because those are normally my last days of work.
'kay babes and dudettes, this is what's new.
I'm an extremely driven person, so I took a Sharpie and wrote all over my mirror so I would be reminded of what needs to be done.
Resolutions:
• Save $1,000 for a Karmann Ghia
Don't you just want to hump that baby? I would, if I owned it. My folks are going to rebuild the original engine to Barney, Mum's '69 Westie, to put in my own Ghia. NOTHING BEATS A '66 GHIA. Don't try to tell me otherwise.
• Quit smoking
...But everytime I look at it, it just looks like that to me. Newport 100's are the non-sexual equivalent to an orgasm, if such a thing is possible. Oh well. If I can hold out for three days, everyone says it's only better from there. We shall see.
• Run 4 miles straight
I want to feel as fit as she looks. That would be so nice.
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You ever feel really underestimated? I feel like my boss is going too soft on me. I could run the business for the week they are gone. Would I be able to do it effortlessly? Hell no. What the ******** do you think I am? Crazy? I would like to be put to a challenge. A real challenge.
My camera is busted, otherwise I would have fresh pics up of my beautiful red hair. I thouroughly enjoy being a red head, especially since I have such fair skin. It's a striking contrast that is kind of pretty. smile
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Playlist this week:
Beck - I Think I'm in Love
I think I'm in love with the ghosts of the past. There are some things I need to just get over and move along with. Sometimes stupid things just remind me of how badly I ******** up.
Jim Carroll - People Who Died
Reminds me of my life. Sure, none of my friends have ever died physically, but I've lost quite a few to mental death. A couple were alcoholics, one was a drug addict, and the other one couldn't get over herself. Serously. I don't deal with that s**t. You are not smoking heroin if you want to be buds.
Warron Zevon - Werewolves of London
Come on. That's just a kick a** song.
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If words were as refreshing as dew in the morning,
If words could erase the pain,
If words were as calming as hot tea and weed,
I'd be God.
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(Shitty cell pics will have to do, for now)