I LOVE SOUTHER ROCK, OK.
Fuckin’ blastin that BTO MUTHERFUCKERS.
CCR comes on the radio at work and I’m like FUCK YEAH.
I love 70s Southern Rock.
On the other hand I’ve been writing my stand up special that will get me on DA MAP.
no but like i feel incredibly sad and its because i was trying to make friends. OTHER PEOPLE MAKE ME FEEL BAD. Is that weird? Like, when I’m alone I’m at my happiest. I’m a freak.
Sometimes for like an hour every few days I long for a boyfriend and then i’m like…fuck all of that noise.
Do you ever feel like everyone hates you and you have no friends?
Really over every single person that is male and straight trying to date and flirt with me. I am not dating ANYONE on purpose and its really annoying when they are so PERSISTENT no matter how much I actively DISS them. SO OVER IT.
-No not EVERY straight man, but its enough to cause this annoyance.
THERE ARE SO MANY BAD ASS BOWIE SONGS IN THE KIDS ARE ALRIGHT.
Like, Black Country Rock was my favorite Bowie senior year of HS.
Had an AWESOME day. Woke up early, went to a fantastic yoga class. Then I had some time to kill before my tattoo appointment and walked around the ‘hood, and I found it. I found Brooklyn Kolache Co. I did not know it existed until i stumbled upon it. Boy am I THRILLED I found it, too. DELICIOUS (if too fancy) kolaches and yummy coffee. Great vibe, great music. My new favorite place.
Then I went to Greenpoint to East River Tattoo where the amazing and SO NICE Bastien Jean designed and proceeded to scar me for life in the most beautiful way. I am so happy with the result. One of the artists said that the tattoo “finished me,” and it was like it had been missing and i completed myself. Its exactly what I had been picturing and hoping to get for a good long while now.
And now I’m home watching Ally McBeal and I kind of want to choke her…so I might change to Parks and Rec for the 100th time…literally.
Just Kids inspired me to move back to NYC immediately after reading it. Kathleen Hanna’s The Punk Singer has inspired me to do more with my time here. Find my art. Find what the fuck I’m meant to do in this rotten world.
GO SEE THE PUNK SINGER. It is life changing.
My mom sent me Thanksgiving Dinner in a Box!
Scandal is ruining my life! And Parenthood just makes me angry but I LOVE it.
i was gonna go put air in my bike tires but i’m just gonna lay in bed instead and recuperate from my 12 hour work day.
had a very underwhelming yoga class. i don’t feel no burn. my heart wasn’t racing when i got out of the room. bahhhh. so gym tomorrow morning.
I don’t want to have sex with anyone anymore.
Its not like my libido is completely gone, but I just want to wait. I don’t feel the need to have sex with people anymore just for funsies. I want to actually like the person.
Just…ugh. I’m tired of dudes being douches.
Like this dude who i met on okcupid IN MAY is like texting me and then getting all butt hurt if i don’t answer immediately and like…fucking winky faces just…get out.
I had a dream about my ex boyfriend which hasn’t happened in a YEAR and it would’ve made me really sad but I’m not sad at all. Although, when I found out the news in the dream that he was having a kid (eww), I did get on a bus to go get a tattoo. But I would’ve been bummed out about a dream or even the real news like that last year but I know that now I’m in such a good place now.