chesterfaeri

god....i need a drink and yes, that's what i've turned into, the drunk dark artist.....drunk on cute girly drinks.  goodie i gotta say, i hate falling in love with someone.  somehow, in the 4 times i've managed to do it in my life, it always fucks up.  twice i get nothing, once i get a chunk of my life destroyed, and now this time is driving me to accept the alcoholic and sex addict sides of my personality that i kept locked up for years. i swear, the sooner i can get to river city, the better it'll be for me....i'll have a real home for once, even if i'm the only one there. i think my day will pick up if my guitar is here when i get back

i went to the mother fucking ZOOO today!  it was awesome.  i saw pengins.  and a baby hippo. and a camel.  and a gimp monkey.  that was the whole insentive to go...the gimp monkey. horrible aren't i? on another note, the tatoo no longer hurts, because i've been following the care instructions, unlike someone i know *rolls eyes and laughs* on another note, i have gotten back to crochet.  been a while, but hugh manning somehow got me interested in it again. you can only knit so much.  so i made a hat, and a scarf.  and now i want to make a rainbow halter top.  shut up, you'll see.