Don't Come Crying to Me

okay so a couple of things.

first i ignore rules of grammar, spelling, capitalization and punctuation, usually, so don't waste your precious time by pointing these things out. "Why yes, I do realize that blogger has a spell check. I didn't use it because it's friggin boring."

second i do try not to get serious or babble on about deep issues, though occasionally i will.

third if you can pick out the theme to all of my post titles you will maybe get a cookie or a nonsarcastic "way to go skippy" at the very least.

lastly, thanks for coming, who are you and why are you reading this? you must be bored.



Monday, July 19, 2010

All I wanted was a pepsi, just a pepsi

seriously my head is like ready to explode. i think meg ryan said it best in the movie french kiss when she was imitating kevin kline's character "my ass is twitching, you people make my ass twitch."

okay so not specifical you who is reading this right now but in general.

i'm nearly finished staging the bathroom finally but it seemed everytime i got a sense of accomplishment something else broke somewhere else. our hot water heater is being wonky right now. i dried a whole load of PKGST's clothes with a blue crayon.

i held off my summer downswing with a good dose of mania and now i feel that momentum slipping so i need a new project quick.

i miss having time to write. i feel pressured to live up to obligations i never agreed to in the first place and so it's like i either drop those and have me time or let the me time slip. i am a sucker so it's the me time that gets the axe.

i'll say it once again i need a vacation from pantsland.

that is all i have time for at the moment.
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