July 17, 2004

Take your baby by the heel and do the next thing that you feel.

Yes that is a padded, shaped bra. Why do ask? Well because I am pierced and when you just wear any old bra and have pierced your nipples, people tend to stare. So rather than deal with any unwanted comments or looks from uppity bitches, I keep it covered. I didn't get them done for the general public to view anyway.

I still owe you a picture of my hair don't I? It's kind of sort of reddish but not really. It more or less evened out my hair and covered some of the grey. WTF is up with that? Bah.

This song has been stuck in my head all fucking night. It's my own fault. I cannot fall asleep at all unless I hear music and it can't be no namby pamby soothing crap, no it has to be loud and doesn't have to be metal per say but I can fall to sleep in minutes listening to Pantera with my headphones on at full blast. It's just what works for me.
So anyway, last night was shit night for radio and my cd player didn't feel like cooperating so I was scanning the stations and heard some good stuff, stay, listen, end, scan and as I was dozing off, I hit scan one last time sorta by sleepy finger accident and I heard this lovely piece of music seconds before hitting the power button.
Nothing like dreams where monsters are after me and I'm stuck wearing some dumb ass frilly, feathery fucking ball-gown and screaming that I must get to Wang Chung.
Dance Hall days.
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