i am on my period no wonder i am the epitome of rage i just looked at a few other girl blogs and they are on their periods too i think it is because of blogging our cycles are in the same moon or whatever fem shit that is all about.
leave a comment if you are on or about to be on your period and i will make a special menstrual cycle bloggers link category that all men can avoid.
also what should we do for my birthday this year? party?
this is what i look like waiting many hours for fil to make us jumbalaya and i haven’t eaten all day long and then he made us watch the jesus tomb thing and got all nerdy over it i was like meh i get it i am too hungry and bored and tired to care about anything i just wanted to go out and get wasted and be awkward at that nerd blog party oh man wait til you see the fotos pitt showed up he should have brought sandwiches to throw. he lost his cellphone and the bar wenches totally had it but acted like they didn’t and after seeing us sitting there in the foyer for ten minutes (they were all covering for each other too) one brings it down asking what kind of phone it was i said IT IS BLACK AND IT IS BEHIND YOUR BACK IN YOUR HAND RIGHT NOW and pitt comes up and says it is a nokia she gives it over and the fone is turned off, fil had been calling it repeatedly and they turned off the ringer um if you find a phone and you want the owner to get it back don’t you leave the fucking ringer on so they can call their phone and you answer it and say YES I HAVE YOUR PHONE!? fucking bitches SHAME ON THE DUKE OF YORK WE ARE BOYCOTTING YOUR SHADY THUNDERTHIGH KILT SLUTS ESTABLISHMENT AND TELLING ON YOU TO YOUR MANAGER.
i feel sorry for people sometimes who don’t know me and then come into contact with me and make the mistake of lipping off, giving attitude, fucking me or my friend over etc like you are not even aware of just how fucking zero to crazy i can get.
that’s fil calling pitt’s fone over and over being the boss of the pub fuck i hate that place now i didn’t exactly like it before but now i most certainly 100% do not like it i can’t wait to go across the street and shitbag the duke.
see? nerd party. told you so.
that’s rannie he was wasterrrrs it was good even he was making fun of the nerds and he organizes these parties. everyone thinks he is kingshit there and he goes oh raymi gets more traffic than me and they are like NO WAY and don’t believe it can you believe it people there didn’t even know me! ME!
we are going to hit up this GTAbloggers party tonite after we make jumbalaya if you are a cool nerd and want to hang then show up. i have been meaning to go to one of these social gatherings since i was 19 for fuck sake.
Jamie: oh yeah also that guy who “reviewed” your blog how come anytime anyone “stumbles” onto your blog, (they never know how they got there) They always try so hard to sound non-chalant about it. “I guess she’s some kind of this or that…” they’re never committed or say, “this blog is great, and here’s why.” It’s always, “For some strange reason I can’t turn away.”
me: what guy reviewed it are you talking about
Jamie: it drives me nuts. You linked some guy who liked your paintings. He didn’t exactly review it, but you know what i mean. He sounds so defensive about liking your blog, without ever really committing to liking it. Sorry, i just went off on a tangent, but it was bothering me
me: oh yeah he botherd me too cos he said he didnt really get into it but then said all this super specific shit about older tit posts
Jamie: exactly
me: meanwhile there were zero tit shots up on the main page area he had to actually go looking for them
Jamie: People always mention you “being naked a lot”
me: totally pompous liar
Jamie: you aren’t really naked that much
me: i know its prolly cos i am so fucking amazing looking it is very memorable when i am naked like WOW *mind blown
Jamie: probably
Jamie: People do that with me, with the pics i post of deborah. When it comes up, they make it sound like I post wide open beaver shots every other day
i guess, but you look good in ALL the pictures. EVEN the ones with clothes on
me: right people just need more reasons to complain about me zzzz people often have all these opinions about me and then get really upset when it turns out that I have opinions about them like somehow they were suppose to be invisible and perfect
last nite i got poor sleep one because i was excited about my camera and two because of the cracking ice all over the balcony last nite it was like -18 something terrible like that and every two minutes this loud bang sound would happen it sounded like a murderer trying to come in and take my camera. fil went out in his underwear to secure the chairs out there we thought it was the chairs duh but then finally at five in the morning i asked uncle phil what the FUCK!? and he said it was the ice cracking and the cement shrinking but i think the ice got between the wood on top of the cement and it was the wood planks making that noise it was very scary it seriously sounded like someone was trying to get in even cid was scared.
and yesterday i was in the bath reading a scary book what lise leant me called the road and the buzzer rang and i sat very still until the person outside went away why do you need to buzz me to give me the condo newsletter stick it in the door as usual i didn’t hear them buzz any other units what the fuck anyway i am scared from this book still and thinking the book is after me then a half hour later my phone rang (it was fil) during a very scary part and i almost had a heart attack i am a wuss.
i really like the book but i can’t read it when it is dark and fil is asleep cos then i hear noises and the room settling which means i am going to die.
one time i was home alone in my room as a teenager reading an r.l. stine book in my bed it was so scary i couldn’t stop reading it though and i don’t think i even blinked when i finished it i just sat there in bed with the lamp on staring at the door and the hallway through it and stress-ate a bowl of regular humpty dumpty’s and waited for death to take me but then i ran out of chips and had to go downstairs in the dark to get more because eating chips can save your life. i hate that feeling when you turn off the light and are going up the stairs it is like someone is there behind you about to grab your ankle or your neck. i always turn off the light and am like feh this is fine i am fine but once that light is off i turn into a chicken and launch myself up the stairs three at a time.
after watching single white female with my brother and mom my brother was behind downstairs getting a snack before bed and he took this antique wooden ruler to defend himself ahhahaha. my brother is two years older than i am lets figure out how old he was when this happened, we likely rented it right when it came out on VHS he was born in 1981. oh i checked he was about twelve.
Jamie: your hair looks really nice i saw an old pic you posted and thought it was new — i thought you dyed your hair light again
me: no way
Jamie: i’m glad i like it the way it is right now
me: i am never going light again my hair is going to be down to my ass
Jamie: really? is that the plan?
me: yes and i am going to be a skeleton and i am going to twirl around in a white cotton pixie dress in a forest near a shire and my hands are going to be above my head and i will have flowers in my hair just saying dont copy me
