Fuck you, I'm truly outrageous!

[blustocking]

You're
Jem
You're so nice. My gut hurts from being around you....

Take the Hologram/Misfit Test


Shit, bitch.

Jen-Loco and I are fuckin' pirates. We gots some...



All for approx. $38:

The City of Lost Children (Orig. Motion Picture Soundtrack)
Hedwig and the Angry Inch (Original Cast Recording)
JJ72 (U.S. debut)
Blinker the Star (Below the Sliding Doors cd single)
Forest for the Trees (because we listened to Jen's on the way dow to Dana Point and it's...neat. :D
Low (The Curtain Hits the Cast)
Robyn Hitchcock and the Egyptians (Perspex Island)
Marry Me Jane
Dollshead (Frozen Charlotte...and an excellent recommendation from Jen-Loco)
St. Etienne (Tiger Bay)

And we munched on some good falafel and hummus, like any good pirate.

And my desk and chair came from Staples.

:) Twas a good day. I'm glad Jen-Loco called me, otherwise I would have probably sat at home feeling more sickly than I would if I was out doing things and staring at that monster of a desk I have to put together. But she shouldn't have bought me gas AND food. You big weenie. I shall burn you many cd's now and I'll buy you a drink at APE or somethin'.

I went to take an hour nap tonight before work but I spent a good half an hour of it just lying there trying to stop my head from spinning. It was odd. You know how you feel when you are WAY too drunk to lay down, when you close your eyes and you feel the room go round and round? Yeah, I didn't have the excuse of being drunk. For awhile, I lay there, hoping it would go away, eyes shut tight. Then it ocurred to me that it felt like I was laying on my back on one of those little playground merry-go-rounds. You know the ones, I know you do. So I decided I would use that. I pictured myself lying on one of those, feeling more and more nauseous. Then I pictured dragging my feet to stop it, this worked for a little bit, but you know how it was on the playground...you can drag your feet, but if some big kid wants to keep it going, round you go. So I pictured myself making it stop and making myself get off and walk away on solid ground. It worked, but sleep was fitful after that. I wonder what brought that on. I took Sudafed earlier in the day, but that was completely worn off by then. Must be my sickly brain.