someone take these dreams away that point me to another day. a duel of personalities that stretch all true reality. they keep calling me.

alright...leaving me to my own devices is just one of those "nay nay" things..and seeing as i spent eighteen of the last twenty six hours in a car with nothing but my ipod, myself, and endless amounts of singing to entertain me, my own devices had a fuckin feild day.

and i started to wallow and throw myself a pity party...and what better way to completely snap out of it than to write it out all out and see how absolutely petty i'm being, right? that's right..skip to the picture...none of this blabber will be worthwhile.

thursday: got news...one point malignant bullshit, a half point for team pappy.

friday: got told i was an std infested slut and a cold hearted bitch by a guy who supposedly "liked me a lot and cared about me." talk about a warm fuzzy. why he felt the need to say that shit? outside of me not giving him whatever-the-fuck vibe he wanted concerning "us", i have no goddamn clue. and when, four days later, he actually thought it would be a good idea to apologize. i honestly think he thought i'd merely roll over and take it from behind with a big ol' smile and let bygones be bygones...but, unfortunately for him, i'm tired of doing that for the sake of at least trying. plus two for making me cry and totally feel like absolute shit though--well done! well done indeed.

saturday: realized that my "best" friend was a lost cause and finally admitted defeat to the entire situation. that's a bruise to the ol' ticker that's not going to dissipate easily..which sucks.

sunday: got critical and egocentric added to the std infested slut and cold hearted bitch name-sake's. critical, i can totally see..but egocentric? never really ever saw myself as that...but fuck, if i come off that way...sorry y'all. don't mean to.

monday: had another love affair with a semi-truck...i swear to god those things are out to kill me. regardless, i think i came out of this one the winner seeing as i'm not on a ventilator or unconscious this time. i hurt though...really bad...and my car is fucked up. FUCKED up. thank god i can labor under the auspices of fixing my car from when the lady who parks next to me backed into my poor little hailey, because i really don't want to tell my parents any of this, especially since they're overseas. anyway, this brings me to:

tuesday: dropped my car off at the collision center bright and fucking early, had the enterprise guy pick me up and take me to their rental center so i could go through all that bullshit...finish all the paper work, read all the fine print, initial and sign what i have to..i get in the car and no more than ten minutes after i leave the rental lot, a cop pulls me over. fuck the fact i was going the same speed as the clump of cars all around me, he pulled me over. fine, shit happens...he asks if i knew what speed i was going and what the speed limit was....i reply that i had no idea on both counts, seeing as i've never even been to this part of cleveland before, and that i was just trying to get a feel for the rental car before i take it on the long haul to albany. he asks me why i have a rental..and i explain everything to him....he takes my paperwork, walks back to his car for a good twenty minutes, comes back to my car and says:

"well, i'm writing you a ticket, but on account of you having such pretty eyes i'm going to make it a 40 in a 25 instead of a 45 in a 25 like you were doing..that way you don't have to go to court, you can just pay the fine. you have a good stay, and you stay cute now."

gee. thanks. that was so nice of him, huh? i almost felt like asking if showing my tits would make the ticket magically disappear.

i also had the joy of driving to albany after class/work on tuesday night...fun fun...in a peice of shit chevy cobalt, nonetheless. lets just say she didn't do well after about 115mph...

wednesday: drove back from albany. yeee-fuckin-waste-of-eight-hours-haw. i'm beyond petrified of semi's now, and go figure..that's all that seemed to be on the road from 11pm to 6am while i happened to be driving to albany, and pretty much i was surrounded again on my entire way back. as a total aside, nothing makes you realize how absolutely ugly a honda element is, until you have a mint julipe green one in front of you for a good ten miles. also? what the fuck is up with them blocking off six miles of highway, so they can tinker in a spot that's about the size of my nipple?

oh, yea..it was my birthday...and i did nothing but drive to albany, go to work and drive back to cleveland. good thing i never gave a shit about birthdays to begin with and mine has this uncanny sucking aura about it. at least i got my traditional rain though....was scared god was totally smiting me there for a second...but it poured like a mother fucker when i got into the cleveland area. figures.

see? petty fucking shit, huh? uch. i suck sometimes.

at least it's one thing to feel like you're totally sinking and another to feel like you're totally sinking and know it's just absolutely retarded for you to think that way.

still...i wouldn't mind a life preserver. or a hand.

whatever. hell week is almost over and it's thursday..which means you're here for titties...

enjoy titties enveloped in dolce and gabana...and a shitload of boob tape.

happy hnt.