I just snapped a rubber band so hard it left a fucking WELT on my pinky. I can not believe how freakin much it hurt! Still hurts! Christ! It's almost funny though, here I am whining like a bitch and brought to tears by a rubber band. PMS Avenger!!
eh, I have 10 minutes left. I hate ten minutes.
So I chopped my hair off. It is barely below my shoulders and I kinda even have bangs now. I keep getting a lot of compliments on it, as does Jeff, as he cut it, but everyone says I should have more layers put in. So I am actually getting, "It looks great!! You should change it!" from everyone. Don't you hate that shit? Does it look like crap or what? Does it look OK? Could it look better? Emphasis mother fucker!
Ok I need food and strong drug, I am starting to get cranky at a diary.
I want to get drunk this weekend. It has been a long time since I felt comfortable enough around people to get sloppy in front of them. I am thinking of going over to Taylor's and seeing if I can get her and Steve drunk. Or maybe I will just go sit alone at the bar and see where it goes from there. Or I could just get drunk at home with Jeff.
Ooooh, 5 minutes!
poop.
I think I might go buy a new cel phone tonight... I may have to sign up for another 2 years, but my phone sucks monkey nuts. I hate having a cel phone contract. I wish I could just say fuck it to the whole thing. Damned free long distance!!!
smooches,