this is what cid does to earn all of those time-outs and don’t go retarded it’s not like i am locking him in a box or something.
when i walk across the room more than once he declares that this is “too much” and then snorts at me like a bull and lunges with his arms out to swipe at my legs and then bites my legs.
if he sees me walking around NOT FEEDING HIM or sitting at my computer also NOT FEEDING HIM then he jumps onto the table then onto the microwave then onto MY knick-knack shelf, not fil’s shrine to fil, not anywhere else, he specifically messes with MY SHIT and then when i get up to get him away he’ll jump off immediately. then he’ll jump up again ten minutes later and knock all my shit off and mess up everything and then i go over and he jumps down again. half an hour later he’ll do it again and then i’ll get him down and hug him then walk him to the bedroom and then he goes mental on me and tries to bite my face and swats at me and so i put him by the window and open it and then he races me out the door so i have to pick him up again and he knows this so he does another death dance face swipe bull snort until i can usher him in there without facial wounds.
this happens maybe ten times a day because he feels he is not receiving enough attention.
he’ll stretch out for you to rub his stomache all cute and then you do it and then he goes RAAAH RAAAAWH KILL KILL KILLLL DESTROY.
he totally has mental problems.
anyway.
and he HAS bit my face and head before and nearly got my eye and he’s made me bleed and he also bit my thigh and i have a scar.
i forgot wearing headbands and headband culture in general was intensely fucking hardcore! if one hair is sticking out somewhere you have to redo, start over, it’s a failure of a headband-mount, total. fucking. failure.
i just spent 15 minutes trying to get it right and i look like a pinheaded drunken cheerleader with humongous eyes and a staring problem.
i have a new friend and it is a little bird that comes onto the balcony when i have cid in a time-out in the bedroom and he comes to the glass and pecks on it with his little bird beak maybe i will let him fly into the condo? no? i am going to buy birdseed except THE BEST birdseed and then we will have a birdseed party and cid will jump through the screen and ruin all of my bird friendships.
fil made this fantastic jamaican jerk chicken beans and rice dish last nite it was amazing. i walked to the video store and rented two pieces of shit, the fuccons and the fog and while i heard the fuccons would be good the goodness just couldn’t make it past all that annoyingness and the fog was total garbage and every step i took to and from the video store sent a jolt of pain up into my sick brain.
if you haven’t heard of the fuccons it’s this series about white people but made by the japanese and i couldn’t tell if it was meant to be insulting or like a celebration of whiteness cos i could only tolerate 8 minutes which is like two episodes. i rented volume two cos vol.1 is never in. anyway still get it just to see for yourself. the twin british boys will make you want to kill people. i’m going to try watching the rest later to see if it is still 100% irritating.
it’s the type of crap that noel would have playing when i drop by and hit the bong and then spend 60 minutes being completely confused and on edge hi noel!
this is what my cute dress looks like there are more details to it but i didn’t bother adding them like how the bottom half of the dress has pleats and they billow out like a pregnant woman’s tummy i guess so i can make my stomache get huge and totally not give a care.
i am a crazy. i put on my craziest outfit which is my big tent dress and leg warmers and sandals and garbage lady cardigan and red tanktop and went around yorkville with elizabeth who was also dressed crazy and we went to h&m and i bought two dresses
one is so super cute you will die when you see me wearing it and want to hug the crap out of me touch my tits and pull my hair
the other one will make you want me to babysit your children because it is practical and may as well have kid vomit all over it
i feel totally sick and lucid from all the medicine i have been consuming
we walked around talking like total cunt yuppies and now i can’t stop talking like that to myself in my head LIKE OH MY GOD I AM WAY INTO VINTAGE CLOTHES RIGHT NOW and so on.
i changed my mind about hanging with all those little fucker kids in the park the sound of their voices sends lightning bolts into my head.
goodBYE.
ps remind me to tell you about the fashion groupies at h&m i am too insane right now to think about it.
