Dave Grohl Owns. Being able to do that much shit, even though I'm not a huge Foo OR nirvana fan... Dave Grohl deserves some recognition. More than he gets, Me thinks.

So, my illness has calmed from a fiery inferno of my being to a minor pain in my ass. I'm coughing up all sorts of browny yellowy liquid... Thats more like Glue.
And you needed to know because I needed to tell you.
Saturday I'm supposed to go with James to Fetish night. Friday is ACF. busy weekend. Sunday I probably work, but I won't know for sure until tomorrow.
I hate Anne, our new GM. I've recently decided this. She's not a huge huge pain in my ass like Maggie, who is irrational and retarded... But she is a sarcastic goofball, who thinks she knows much more than she does.. And makes dumb rules.
She made Ben change his hair.. I hate that shit. "It doesn't suit the White Spot Image."

What exactly IS the White Spot Image??

People can eat in their fucking car, but God forbid someone have a bleach blonde streak in their crew cut.

Sheba is on the floor next to me... There's another puppy being watched over here.. So she's jealous.. Came downstairs to chill with me. She knows I love her. Charlie woke me up by HOWLING when Deb left this morning. Stupid dog. Small dogs need to not. Howling, yapping, barking. DUMBASS.

So, hopefully when I get home my fridge will be working, otherwise I'm screwed.
Here's hoping.

And here's hoping I find a matress and a fucking computer soon.
EMAIL ME IF YOU'RE A RICH HANDSOME MAN WHO WANTS TO BUY ME ONE.
*sigh* something tells me thats no one.
I need about 300-500 bucks.

*sigh*

I guess I should get ready and go home, have to meet my mom today, do some more moving. Maybe groceries.

No makeup for three days.
I feel like such a scrub. Mostly because my hair is ONE GIANT DREADLOCK. thanks hoodie. Thanks Rain. I appreciate it.
Yesterday I finished my book. Damn was it good. "Geralds Game" By Stephen King. I'm so glad I bought it.
Yah... I should get a move on....