i was doing so well with the insomnia deal, too. it's like my internal clock was just SO CONFUSED that it was thursday night and i was not out dancing - how could it be?! - so it went awry and then the night went to shit and just... poop.
this is a horrible way to start an unlucky kick off to the weekend. hurrah jason voorhees and cupid! hurrah alligatorros!eight feet long and posing for the cameras or six feet long and blocking the road subtle cheers for monica's party which i don't know if i can get to and jamie's show on sunday which i plan on making a poorly scribbled on shirt
from russia with love is the only bond movie i've seen part of. and i must admit, this james bond character is a dick. ugh.
i want my Parisian Kitty back, please. you've had her long enough, france!
edit
awesomeeeee, so far i've had to make trips to the sewer to dump out sawdust waterto put it lightly, threw out my back and then walked into a strand of spider web IN THE HOUSE with a big ol' spidey in it. after the panic subsided and the killing commenced i decided i'm going to make myself a badass salad and drink my coffee and keep this song on repeat all day long.
Rubies - Destroyer
if you don't listen you're giving up a piece of yourself.
oh and; TM in pre-training. i know you get it.
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