Tuesday, March 10, 2009

where is there left for poor sinners to go?

I haven't been able to sleep at all lately. Obviously since it's after 5am right now. Not even after getting back from Baltimore at 6am and only sleeping until 11am later on could I sleep last night. I think my body just doesn't want me to miss out on anymore life that I could be missing.

Oh so Friday Courtney and I drove to Baltimore for a taxlo dance party and had SOSOSOOO much fun. Finding parking was pretty awful and it made me dislike that city a lot..and walking two blocks to and from the parking garage was horrible. I was literally ready to take off a shoe to defend myself if necessary. Luckily, it wasn't. Upon arrival we were directed to the dark alley next to sonar where we had definitely NEVER been or would've assumed would be going..so anyway, we were sure it was going to be a night from Hell and complete waste.

Fortunately though, soo many people came a little bit later on and it got so much more fun! I bought us shots of patron because I'm a fucking baller obviously..then we danced tons and made a scene and were awesome per usual. We even made three new friends from Harrisburg, who hopefully we'll be seeing again. I'm never living a weekend without going to Baltimore/DC/Morgantown/Frederick ever again..it was way too fun to miss out on random events.

I made a REALLY sweet top for my martian get up as well, entirely from pantyhose and a 4" by 12" strip of fabric. I'm gonna try and fashion three more of a different variation and skirts, too..and by try I mean definitely going to. I think that's all of the new business as of late. Oh, a rather annoying and unwanted number showed up on my home caller id yesterday, which was strange. Not trying to have all that and I know you're reading this soo don't call, no one here wants to talk to you. Don't put your bank acct info on my credit acct, make a payment for me?? AND promise to loan me money and then try and say I stole it from you when I was just keeping your promise for you. fuiitimecowboy: i dont want to have to deal with all this and worry about you anymore (ok, so don't. call. me.)

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