Last night was opening of Dating Walter Dante. I was doing box office, but I hear the show went pretty well. Afterward much partying entailed. I went back with Jen and had a much overdue sleepover with her, which was nice. And now I will be skyping with @NaomiDiane any second! Essay shmessay. I have realigned my priorities.
Where we can crush some plants to paint my walls, and I won't try to fight in the weekend wars. Once when I was too lazy to bathe or paint or write or try to make a change. Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch. And I don't have to love or think too much.
She's the kind of girl who'll smash herself down in the night. She's the kind of girl who'll fracture her mind till it's light. She'll break her own heart and you know she'll break your heart too. So darling, let go of her hand
She's been skipping days, spilling her drinks in the sink and you know, she's never coming home again
Laptop woke up from it's coma. (again) Boo-rah!
I'd smile more but I just woke up so my face is all stiff and it would be so un-natural looking it'd be so bad liek ima spar3 ju
On another note, whenever I first wake up, my skin looks smoother, my hair and eyes look darker, and my lips are slightly fuller. What's that all about?
