dude, looks like someone punched that bitch in the lip
repierced my lip. again. though the pain was less intense, or i was more numb than the last time…i had to take it out for a spindly job at a sport’s bar. then hacked a mini dot in my nostril for the balance…and though the living room is a far better place for the computer, my back is lame and killing me.
i got some lame runway show to do on Friday, which should be interesting since I tower over the other girls by at least 5 inches naturally (which is kind of signifigant in platforms). fewcha plans include:
# get a new job, or improve present circumstances. ie raise!
# work on portfolio for school
# finish 98 taxes
# fafsa my poor ass to the government
# get to cali in april, perhaps for the weddding
# get to miami in may
# plan for europe in fall
# think about bar buying proposal
# diss all the nasty little rats who follow me around like a bad fan club.
# work on my guitar playing like the rockstar I really am.
# make myself stop writing impossible lists that no one really cares about.
rock out slick pimps
~deanna
