huh

i don't know what to tell you. if i've seen you, chances are i haven't really explained what's been going on, or said too much. i'm bored right now though. i meant to write something more interesting, but now it's weird. beer.

i'm going to beauty bar tomorrow. an ex will buy me drinks (yes, rand), and we'll watch our friends' bands. maybe there will be photobooth shenanigans. at least i like my hair? and am content to leave it shallow here (i shot my intellectual wad earlier on an email).

I don't have ocd issues.

I look old. I'm going out anyway.

I'm classy.

Mybloodyself's earring!

sunday living

sorry about the lack of content. i'll do more posting later on this week, i think.

i broke my internet fast today (obviously), and was it ever delicious. the foxymoron comment thread on gawker is over 10,000 now. i'm going to take the gmail and myspace plunge in a little bit. the backlog hopefully won't be too daunting. i'd put up another picture post, but my phone died and i'm not around my charger.

Drunk work parties.

GIANT PEN!

Eh.

Scrap bale.