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slash and burn / return /listen to yourself churn
Tomorrow I am going to see Jimmy Neutron for free. Orrin Hatch is going to destroy our computer. My birthday is in 3 days. I have dramatically reduced my buddy list. In real life, too. We went to Portland for the weekend. It was really nice. I bought a stack of zines. I want to get a tattoo on my birthday. Duncan is in charge of my party from here on out so that I don't spend too much time worrying about attendance (read: have a "nobody is coming to my party" freakout). I'll have one anyway. ;) Even the best antidepressants are no match for a friend who suddenly isn't... coupled with unresponsive acquaintances, unmet honesty, and horrible PMS. Adults who demonize and abuse other people's children because the parents aren't doing a good job should be caned. And then sterilized. I can't imagine the ignorance (or is it cruelty?) that must be behind someone's decision to hold a small child responsible for the fact that his/her parents haven't bothered to do a good job raising him/her. I want to go to the: 
And I am determined to start my own zine and have my own table there next year. Yes. We were at a 30th birthday party this weekend, the invitation of which referred to the birthday girl's 30s as her "best decade yet." This is exactly how I feel. I saw a place in the mall that sells pet hermit crabs. I want two. So very badly.
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