Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die…

The laundry is finally done! I’m glad it’s all over. I got everything washed except my comforter. I was thinking about stretching my labret on to 8mm (0g) but I’m not sure if the taper I have will make that an easy feat. I’m smoking a lot more than I used to. Actually, I’m smoking less than I used to but more than I have been. One thing is, it makes me brush my teeth more and more each day. I already take exceptional care of my teeth. I don’t guess it’s a bad thing. My hair is starting to grow back out and it’s looking a bit wild. I think it’s time to find a hat to wear until it grows a bit more. I like billed-knit-like hats. Something a “rasta” would wear! Plain black though, I can do without the yellow green and red. I will probably just go without.

Oh my GAWD, the TV was just showing footage of Saddam’s fall and the people of Iraq were thanking, “Mr. Bush” – I think they are probably eating their words now. I’m sure they want us to get the fuck out of their country. I really need to stop watching so much TV. I don’t even know why I’m watching footage of the war. I’m so tired of all of it. I’m tired of soldiers expecting so much respect for something they decided to do theirselves. I’m just tired of it. I don’t care if you’re over there, I don’t support you nor will I ever. If it is my destiny to die, then die I shall. I’m so tired of hearing, “We’re over hear fighting for our country, fighting for people like you…” BLAH, BLAH, BLAH! I didn’t ask you to. If you weren’t there, I would be just as content. If they were here killing and raising hell (don’t even bring up 9/11! Build yourself a bridge and get right over it.) it would be different. Ok, I’ve really got to stop talking about war because it’s just making me ramble on about issues that so many have already voiced. I stay out of it usually… Just let it be known, you’re not doing me any favors over there. I would have “relations” with most of them though, I won’t tell if you dont! ;)

Today should be a quiet day in the house. I think my Mother is accompanying my Sister to Dallas to take my nephew to have his braces installed. I also get the comfort of knowing that someone is with my sister. I could be the one going but I can’t be stuck in Dallas for hours, waiting for braces to be done. There’s only so much you can do for 5 hours. I don’t want to walk around the Galleria, I want to shop and that I can’t do. I’ll have a nice quiet house to sleep away the day in. I’m such as nightstalker (yes, stalker not walker!). Either way, my time awake is winding down. I’m not so much tired, but I need to start settling in for bed. I have so pictures to post here shortly.

Not the most flattering picture, BTW! I promise!