[tools of the trade]
okay so... it's sunday. i just received a message from james saying, '7 days!' my night just worsened. something about the excitedness of it all... that isn't so exciting to me. one year ago.... same spot. sweet. i was reading tom's lj and was amazed at how well he announced the happennings of his previous week with little tid bits of upcoming events so i figured i'd give it a shot. i worked. work has been up and down lately. i can't complain too much because of the money that i need. we'll touch on money again in a few. i visited shaun. shaun is well. shaun can't walk. i can't talk much about this anymore. i was sick. i was stressed. i'm moving out. i'm buying a car. i now own multiple items of g-unit clothing and i have an obsession with the color green. this is the money part of my life right now. i can't stop spending money on things i don't need. but an appartment and a car don't satisfy me like these g's on my ass. oh... my hair is grey. it was yellow until i made it grey. i'm pretty sure it will be a different color tonight. i'm in love with my boyfriend's best friend, even though my boyfriend isn't so much my boyfriend anymore. i'm not too successful at happiness. i want to saw off my hands. i want to sleep. "you're not a mom are you?" i want to make the sun rise and complain about it. i spent seventy dollars on my mom for mother's day. i don't know why i try to impress her. she's moving again. b's in my thoughts often. i miss him. we are siblings. jesus that's weird. we used to like hang out... as little kids. he's known me since the day i was born. weeeeeeeird. sometimes outlets make these noises. fuck my hair is grey. um nick tried to make me watch catwoman last night. don't watch catwoman. g-unit clothing... holy hottness. i cut helanah's hair... she thinks she looks like karen o. i am proud. i'd rather her brother not die. i'd rather die in his place. children like to repeat themselves. now nick think's i'm going to watch i, robot with him. well, he's got another thing coming. one year in seven days. jesus christ what am i doing with my life? i miss you.
- posted by angela @ 8:33 PM