heather wrote me a *special* blog last night. check it.......
"A big fat sympathetic "I understand" goes out to april today in memory of a very good piece. Hope you catch that bastard april. :o) And when you do... tell him that he's gonna get his "come uppin's". And he's going to get them from me. heh heh heh. See more people need to carry guns to school, that way you could have justly defended your property. Oh, wait... that came out wrong. Mabey a knife... oh but money can't buy knives. that really sucks because a knife would look really cool sticking out of your doc marten. Or like a machete straped to your backpack. Yeah, that would definatly be more classy than a gun straped to your backpack. Yeah, a knife. But since money just can't buy em.. you would have to steal it. But that would make you just like the person you were getting the knife for. hmm. I know, i'll steal the knife for you and give it to you. Then if someone asks, you could say "hey its not mine. I'm just borrowing it from Heather". And then if they have a problem with it, i could give em some "Come uppin's". Or not. Because really, i'm just good at acting tough, and i would probably just scare them. But thats okay, because its a good objective."
hahaha. check out her web site, one girl army.
i woke up with a killer head ache this morning *again* and i had bad dreams last night about my art piece sitting in some dark, wet warehouse somewhere outside of new york. it was all soggy and drenched in mud and i think there was blood on it too. gross, huh? needless to say, it freaked me out.
stupid daring plan...... now i have knots in my stomach.
well darn.
"SSDD"
"A big fat sympathetic "I understand" goes out to april today in memory of a very good piece. Hope you catch that bastard april. :o) And when you do... tell him that he's gonna get his "come uppin's". And he's going to get them from me. heh heh heh. See more people need to carry guns to school, that way you could have justly defended your property. Oh, wait... that came out wrong. Mabey a knife... oh but money can't buy knives. that really sucks because a knife would look really cool sticking out of your doc marten. Or like a machete straped to your backpack. Yeah, that would definatly be more classy than a gun straped to your backpack. Yeah, a knife. But since money just can't buy em.. you would have to steal it. But that would make you just like the person you were getting the knife for. hmm. I know, i'll steal the knife for you and give it to you. Then if someone asks, you could say "hey its not mine. I'm just borrowing it from Heather". And then if they have a problem with it, i could give em some "Come uppin's". Or not. Because really, i'm just good at acting tough, and i would probably just scare them. But thats okay, because its a good objective."
hahaha. check out her web site, one girl army.
i woke up with a killer head ache this morning *again* and i had bad dreams last night about my art piece sitting in some dark, wet warehouse somewhere outside of new york. it was all soggy and drenched in mud and i think there was blood on it too. gross, huh? needless to say, it freaked me out.
stupid daring plan...... now i have knots in my stomach.
well darn.
"SSDD"
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