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http://bacolicio.us/

THIS

JUST GO

USE IT ON LIKE EVERYTHING

BECAUSE HOLY SHITBALLS THAT IS DAMN FULL OF AWESOME AND WIN

also, the lovely mystress has asked me to contribute again to in rotation on morbid outlook! i havent done that in uh, god. 5 years? i'll be up in january.

[hint hint, bands. feel free to send me material for consideration]

also. i started something this month that might possibly lead me to one of the personal transformations that i've wanted to achieve. i'm not going to really say what it is now, because it will take months to accomplish, and i cannot be definite about the end result. i know a few of you know. er, if you read my profile on that other site i update regularly. heh. i dont even know why i am mentioning it because i am being so cryptic. seeing as i really cant do anything financially right now [yay, economy], ive decided to tackle this and see how far i can go. i hope it works.
arrrr

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so let's make the list of how batty has Fucked Her Shit Up this summer, shall we?

1. poison ivy scars
2. the lovely smattering of hot oil burns from making lentils
3. falling down, and up, pretty much everything at convergence

and now...

4. my left hand bird finger. [shut up, thats the scientific name] tonight i was digging at a spike and YET AGAIN the damn ball jams itself right into my finger. it is now about 25% wider than the rest of them.

holy hell. its like my subconscious is trying to destroy me. if i'm not using some type of motorized scooter by fall, i'm going to be lucky.

we had the worst. series. ever. tonight. really, it was embarrassing. we all just kinda walked off the sand and left for home without saying a word to each other.

i think the post-c* crash is upon me. probably because i'm sitting here with the windows open, no tv on, nothing but the sound of the crickets outside. i'm really cranky now. i havent biked in over a week and the forecast calls for minuscule chances of thunderstorms, so you know if i so much as put a foot on a pedal i'm doing 12 miles in the rain.
arrrr

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so i finally met wildelf after, what, how many decades? hahaha. dude. it was a pleasure, you are awesome.

then my unsuspecting ass had to spin up a set at the chamber tonight. thank god i come prepared.

i beatmixed numa numa, fyi.

i should probably be in bed.
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one of the awesomest feelings in my life right now is waking up in the middle of the night to find a boog with arms full of his blankie and pillow, plopping them in my bed so he can sleep with me.

jeremy had taken boog to see the stars play on saturday and got him a shirt. boog refuses to take it off.




this is the only picture i can show from the weekend. i am doing some drunken swing dancing with cat.
mercutio

OH HAY GUISE

did you know that i am spinning the prom of doom?



neither did i!

kathy, who runs the chick league on thursdays, is fighting for me to go back to the thursday chick league. now, i have a lot of fun on tuesdays and my current team roster dictates that we stay on the mixed league. there's no way in hell i could afford to bowl 2x a week, either financially nor liver-wise. but it surely is tempting. just to give you an idea of what thursdays are like if you are not familiar, last week i stopped by to say hello to the girls. i saw more bare boobs within the course of an hour than i have over the past month.

srsly.

anyway.

uh, thank you guys for your support/insight on my last post. i'm not really upset about it all as i am baffled. you'll have to excuse me as i'm rather new to certain experiences with my life changes. its expected, we all do it, yanno?

also, this just in: my fair town has BANNED SMOKING OUTDOORS. THIS IS SO STUPID THAT I CANNOT TYPE MY FEELINGS ABOUT IT.