ugh...

tonight i went to taco bell with my family. i ate a bean & cheese burrito and a seven layer burrito. i was really hungry... then i came home...

i went for a walk. i did two miles, despite the fact that i told myself i would only do one since i was so frickin full from dinner. ugh... i feel like total and complete crappola now.

so, a little white back i realized that i have a crush on british punks. not the fat american punks, the old school british ones... i want to go to britan and get myself a nice skinny british punker and bring him back here to be my best friend... preferebly someone with a smile and the looks of gary oldman as sid vicious...



*sigh*



i dont even so much want a british punk rocker for my boyfriend... i more so want one to just have. like, maybe pocket size... so i can take him out sometimes and just look at him and think he's cute... yeah. a pocket size british punk rock boy...

Mmm...

by the way, if you havnt seen that movie, stop whatever it is that you are doing right now, go to blockbuster and get it.

and also, if you are a british punk rocker and you are reading this, get ahold me via e-mail or whatever so we can hang out.

anyways, all that stuff about british punk rock boys leads me to the super bizaro dream that i had last night... i dreamed that i went down to anahiem to the flogging molly show and my sort of boyfriend was with me ( i dont really have a sort of boyfriend, only in my dream... ) and he was a sort of cross between two boys that i know in real life, one of the guys from flogging molly and sid vicious... he was really cute though... he had a perfect mohawk, he was all nice and quite and he seemed like a really sweet person... anyway, he was a drummer, so the lead singer for flogging molly asked him if he would like to play drums for a set and he said yeah, so i sat out in the audience and watched him playing drumms for flogging molly. its was pretty weird... mainly becuase most of the dream was compiled somehow by things that happened within a few hours of the time i went to bed.

so, yeah. sitting here listening to the sex pistols now...