when

When is it my turn?

I had another strange dream

Where someone called a third party friend of mine "way too awkward" and for whatever reason this absolutely incensed me and I got into a confrontation and fight about it.And the odd thing is that I while I would call this person a friend, I still don't know them very well.

My dreams lately have been very weird but very telling.

Today I am going to the Poudre. Poudre Canyon to be exact. Getting out of town for a bit will be good for me.

MARIACHI REVENGE.

So I don't understand how a band playing for maybe two minutes at ten on a Saturday night warrants a police visit but my neighbors jam LOUD ASS mariachi music until all hours of the night (they're just getting started) and nothing. It's reverse racism, that's what it is.



Mariachi Revenge 2.0 in July?

Too bad the email my dad sent me about it was: "NO POLICE THIS TIME."

Hahahaha. I was so well behaved in high school, at least now everyone at the parties are of age and don't have curfews.

Watching

She sat, nearly still but for a fidget and a scratch occasionally, watching them. Hurrying by, speaking in hushed voices, carrying what seemed to be all their worldly possessions on their backs.







I wish people would stop asking me questions I don't and won't ever have the answers to.

This was so short. And so close to the end. God, 12 months in 12 days. A lot of rejection in twelve months. June 24th 2009 must be a pivot.




I miss the coasts.


Also, I need a new phone, mine has stopped holding a charge and I don't want to get a new battery. Time to upgrade. Between the following.


or the G2 whenever the fuck it drops.

yumz

Fuck yes. Tastiest thing I've eaten in a hot minute.


It must be a miserable existence to have to manipulate and trick people. That'll come back and bite you in the ass if you're not careful.

Ohhh text messages.

There really must be something in the air or water that is causing this ridiculous upswing of honesty. I'll share, tiny friend, I'll share.

Working tomorrow, maybe doing the lipgloss thing. Off Saturday, but have a photoshoot for an independent film. Party hard.

welp

I am supposed to be awake in four and a half hours for work. Great.

One of my big pet peeves is people saying one thing and doing another. Fucking surprising? I don't think so.


Goodbye. Hope Seattle treats you well and you find what you're looking for.




My wee little heart hurts a lot this week.