*could i have the check, please?*

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So that i can pay and get the hell out of this rut i have fallen into this year?!
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Yeah, i know. Astrological hell and all that shit. Its supposed to get better by next month when i have my (gasps) ... birthday. Ok, ok. 26th birthday. But who wants to wait two more weeks for their life to get back on tracks? Not me, definitely.
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What do i mean? i mean, my body is giving out on me. i'm sick in most of the body parts that can be the most painful. Argh, no no names. Plus i got this awful voice that makes me think of an 11 year old boy going through puberty. i urgently need a detox diet. And some cleansing of the blood.
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Not to mention that some assholes probably thought it was fun to through a lump of wet cement from god knows what floor of some building under construction right into my cleavage. i could swear a pterodactyl had shit on me. Assholes.
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Well, my jazz and tap dance teacher certainly finished the job. Today is one of those days that just won't happen without a pain killer.
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Which goes well with the pain in my shoulders from sleeping with my hands binded behind my back. Guess pain must be the latest fashion for summer.
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Isn't life a beauty?
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i'm going shopping with a friend this afternoon. i really don't know how much $ i have right now, but quite frankly, today, i don't care.
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i bought the loveliest dress yesterday for an incredible bargain. Maybe i'll let ya'll see it sometime soon.
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i really want my muse back.
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i need to buy more fake plastic pearls (not mad anymore, just sad about it still, really). And other cute trinkets.
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So hooray for being stupidly romantic. Otherwise it would be impossible to see so much beauty in the world when there is all this pain.
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mood: sick and painful.
sign: have you seen my appetite anywhere?
now playing: matanza. Its all i've been listening to these days.

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