foot fetish?

so i was in kind of a bad mood when i went to my second job tonight. my back had been hurting all day and my spine felt all outta wack, which kind made my mind outta wack. plus it was a full moon the other night. anyways, needless to say i was kinda cranky and just blah.

so i told all this to the projectionist and to cheer me up she told me about something she had found online......the pussy foot. omigod! her description made my brain explode. a silicone foot from just above the ankle, complete with pink nails.....and a cunt in the sole! wtf!?!? i just had no words. i couldn't even think about anything. so of course the only way to deal with this is to spread the news of the pussy foot far and wide. enjoy!

gr.

i hate when people flake on me. unless it's for good reason. i know that people are busy and that they have other shit going on. i just irritated if you say you wanna do something and then just bail at the last minute without expressing anything. i guess it's good that i can say that i'm irritated and angry right now. i have a hard time saying that and acknowledging it. so at least for myself, it's a good thing. i know it's gonna pass too. i am not going to hold onto this anger forever. it's just good for me to say that i'm mad.

other than that, things are good. and i still really want a jumbo squid. they are so cute!

shiny shiny

cor·us·cate (kôr'ə-skāt', kŏr'-)
intr.v. cor·us·cat·ed, cor·us·cat·ing, cor·us·cates

1. To give forth flashes of light; sparkle and glitter: diamonds coruscating in the candlelight.
2. To exhibit sparkling virtuosity: a flutist whose music coruscated throughout the concert hall.

the come down....

so this week has been full and crazy. i had a friend in town visiting and she wanted to go out every night that she was here, which was fantastic. the only thing was that i was working both my jobs every day. so i would work about 15 hours each day, then go out at night to live it up. come home, crash, and get up a few hours later and do it all over again. she also ended up bringing a friend over, who ended up staying with me too. so there were 3 of us sharing my bed. now everyone is gone and i feel a little bit empty. it was nice to have folks in my house, even if i wasn't there.

also to follow up with the twinkie day....um, yeah, that night got super crazy. i don't know what to make of it yet. i haven't had time to think about it until now. i had fun though.

tonight at work was really fun. i was really hyper because i actually got some sleep today and i got to hang out with the projectionist who was making me laugh a lot. we just got to be really silly and also i got out at a reasonable hour. maybe i'm also excited because i have the next 3 days off of my night job. this week i worked so much and it also the week where everyone wanted to hang out with me, so i did. tonight i'm just trying to take it easy and read and go to bed at a reasonable hour, so i can run around all day tomorrow. i know that i don't want to see 4 am for a while....

giant twinkie

i just saw a man in a giant twinkie outfit talking to a man in a giant apple outfit. i wonder what else is going to happen today. it's off to a very entertaining start.

check yourself

so i feel really good that i was able to check myself this weekend. i started feeling a little weird this weekend and i couldn't figure out what was going on. it was a familiar feeling and instead of just running with it and getting myself into a situation that was going to be bad for me, i was able to just stop myself and just remove myself from the situation. i was also able to not propel myself further into the situation today. i chilled out by myself and went to my parents' house for dinner and instead of chasing after something, i am just gonna read and go to bed. yay me! baby steps, baby steps. i feel good that i am growing and learning.

fuck me pumps

this has nothing to do with my day today and the fact that i think i sprained/bruised my toe at the beach today while trying to hang out in a windstorm. funniest day ever!

by amy winehouse

When you walk in the bar,
And you dressed like a star,
Rockin' your F me pumps.

And the men notice you,
With your Gucci bag crew,
Can't tell who he's lookin' to.

Cuz you all look the same,
Everyone knows your name,
And that's you whole claim to fame.

Never miss a night,
Cuz your dream in life,
Is to be a footballers wife.

You don't like players,
That's what you say-a,
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.

You don't like ballers,
They don't do nothing for ya,
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller.

You're more than a fan,
Lookin' for a man,
But you end up with one-nights-stands.

He could be your whole life,
If you got past one night,
But that part never goes right.

In the morning you're vexed,
He's onto the next,
And you didn't even get no taste.

Don't be too upset,
If they call you a skank,
Cuz like the news everyday you get pressed.

You don't like players,
That's what you say-a,
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.

Or them big balers,
Don't do nothing for ya.
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller,

You can't sit down right,
Cuz you jeans are too tight,
And your lucky its ladies night.

With your big empty purse,
Every week it gets worse,
At least your breasts cost more than hers.

So you did Miami,
Cuz you got there for free,
But somehow you missed the plane.

You did too much E,
Met somebody,
And spent the night getting cane.

Without girls like you,
There'd be no fun,
We'd go to the club and not see anyone.

Without girls like you,
There's no nightlife,
All those just go home to their wives.

Don't be mad at me,
Cuz your brushing thirty,
And your old tricks no longer work.

You should have known from the job,
That you always get dumped,
So dust off your fuck me pumps.