ramblings of a madwoman
3:00pm, Friday, August 9.
Well, well, well. I just finished dyeing my roots black for
the kabillionth time, i swear my hair grows faster than
I haven't done much this week at all. My parents returned
after an absence and so I've not been staying out until all
hours, partying. Not that I did that at all anyway. Umm...
I went to the pride parade last sunday though and it was
possibly the most fun i've encountered in quite some time.
I had a great time with the people that came as well. Lots
of boobies there. Rainbows a-go-go.
I find myself really looking forward to the Back-to-School
madness. I'm bored. I feel unimportant. I'm feeling like
I'm the only one making an effort to call people, and calls
for me are few and far between. A lot of people are calling
for thinly disguised favours. Don't think I don't realize
it, just come right out and say it.
I wish people wouldn't be so removed from me. Seriously
guys, give me a fuckin' call. There's no excuse, you should
know my number, and if you don't, give me an email.
([email protected]) get me out of the house. i'm
availible all the time except late friday nights and
saturdays during the morning and afternoon. I'm lonely.
But enough about that. I'm okay. I'm not really unhappy,
just not totally fulfilled. If only I could get some art
Thomas Newman- Dead Already (american beauty soundtrack)