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seed 2.0- the roots.
again, click on the picture to enlarge.
it's been a while? i've been busy.
monday: smoked. drove around aimlessy.
tuesday: smoked. drove around aimlessly.
wednesday: mets game. "what an awesome game." seats were like 10 rows back from the first base line. haha. & ballpark hotdogs are still delicious. fyi. then drove around aimlessly.
thursday: worked until 3. smoked. drove to lisa's. got driven to jones beach for matisyahu/311. saw some white plains teachers blowing mad blunts. then- smoked mad blunts. GOT SPIT ON! <3<3<3<3<3 shotty'd bitch seat (not really.) and then drove myself home and passed the fuck out not before getting a text at like 1:45 from b-o-b telling me that work is going to suck tomorrow (or something to that extent.)
friday!: i woke up at 11. took a shower until 11:27. dried my hair-straightened it. went to work. came back from work, and then: smoked tiny bits. drove around. came home. updating blog?
tomorrow: going to the mall.
sunday: working with brian burke- mission: make him feel really awkward!<3
i am legit cold/tired. and i'm listening to paul simon (i am a rock.), so i just need to go to bed.
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh shnaps!
i haven't had the patience to update this thing because a) my computer has just been flat out gay.
b) i've been working like a fucking dog. c) my mother has been on my case for the past week.
coooool.
so anyway, looking back to my 'friends' post, i had a dream about penn.john from delaware last night. it was weird. and sorta unexpected. i guess that's what i get for smoking with maria, eating s'mores and setting physics on fire.
in case you're wondering, i still have a killer rash all over my body. i just want the one on my leg to go away, because it's the biggest and it itches the most.
delaware was good this time around, my mom decided not to come, so we didn't have to put up with her cuntery for two and a half days. but i missed my bitches.
i'm kind of hungry right now- i'm waiting for stef to call me so that her & i can go get something to eat.
here's my schedule for the week:
monday: nothing! (5 i'm hanging out with lisa for a little and then i'm spending quality time with marissa.)
tuesday: nothing!
wednesday: mets game- who wants to come?
thursday: work & then 311 show with lisa & dawn.
friday: work.
saturday: nothing.
sunday: nothing
it should be a good week?
:$
I AM SO FUCKING ITCHY.
p.s. click on the picture to enlarge- you can't read all of the good things that i wrote small.
--i waited from seven a.m. until about ten-thirty p.m. for a phone call from the police- telling me that the town pool is going to press charges for trespassing. and- no call. i've been waiting since friday for this phone call, and. there was none. hopefully, i wont get one tomorrow. because that would suck.
however, i have a mean case of poison ivy all over the fucking place. i kind of want to die/rip my skin off. i think i might have to splurge and buy the stuff that washes off the itchies in thirty seconds. it is about thirty five dollars, without my cvs discount (twenty percent). with it, it would be... (i have to do the math real quick): twenty seven dollars & ninety nine cents.
what's cool about this particular rash, is that it's all up on my upper (outter) thigh, on my torso, and also on my left breast. and will probably spread throughout my body and i will be covered head-to-toe in cute little irritations. awesome<3.>
this has been the worst week ever.
starting with the most terrible:
a) millie had a siezure.
b) the pool incident.
c) i got bit by a deer tick.
d) my parents don't trust me.
e) the car that my uncle gave me is wrecked. (but at least everyone is alright...)
f) my mom took another $300 out of my bank account.
g) eight hours in the pharmacy on friday.
karma's getting me back, all in one sitting. enough is enough all ready. give me a fucking break. that's seven things that have gone bad in seven days. but things can only get better right?
--- let's hope so.
i should really go to bed now... only because in the morning i would essentially like to take a shower. and.. well, you know- get into work on time.
i'm kinda dreading monday (for reasons i will not disclose.)
this has officially been the worst week ever.
i'm going to bed. because not only am i now physically exhausted, but now also mentally. sweet.
oh! p.s. my knees have been bugging out- YES! finally! i can't wait to make another appointment with recovery physical therapy.
i'm running on simply left-over energy; that energy that you all of a sudden have right before you know that you just want to go to bed... that. i'm running on it. running enough to draw you this sweet ass picture! sorta drawn! edited. LAWL.
work was the fucking balls today. it's hot in cvs. and humid. it started pouring- legit pouring.
haha. tomorrow i don't have work- yeah! but then i'm working eight hours on friday. this is all old news.
i've been waiting all day to update this piece, and i can't think of anything to write.
the picture is good enough.
today i was watching the science channel (secretly i love it. 170 for life!), and they had this documentary on the arian virus. (bird flu.) which was sorta terrifying; not even going to lie. i'm going to start wearing those face masks. the ones you see asians wearing as they walk up & down your street. yeee.
tomorrow sammy & i are deciding our gang colors. hopefully they will be bright and obnoxious. sweet.
picture is what this post is really all about.
i felt like the majority of today i just wanted to kill myself.
it's about 1:15 now, i came home from helping my sister clean her apartment, and then i passed the fuck out on my other sisters bed. just- dead. i didn't wake up until about 12:30. i got home at like 9:30. i'm still tired.
i don't have the energy to actually write a real post. but maybe i'll edit this tomorrow. most likely. i just needed to draw trippy picture of cvs. ;)
once upon a time, i had to pick up my entire back yard from the most ridiculous party i've ever had, and then, about six hours later while i was checking myself out in the bathroom mirror i found this little tiny, what looked like a cut at the bottom of my left breast, deer tick. fucking lyme infested-mother fucker tick. so i ripped it off. went into the kitchen, cried, while my dad calmly (with absolutely no emotion) told me, "oh, it's a deer tick." i then responded with, "yeah- don't those carry lyme disease!?" he then, still with no emotion, "yeah, probably a lyme tick. show your mother. where did it get you?" RIGHT HERE MOTHER FUCKER! right fucking here, as i pointed to my under-breast. so then i was in a mad panic to find my mom- crying. CRYING. because not only is this the first time i've ever been sucked on by one of these little cuntrags- but of course it has to be a deer tick! yessssss! thank you great savior.
so now i have to watch this bite for the next three to thirty days, and if i develop a rash/bruise looking thing that looks like... well a bruise, i've got lyme. sweet. so this means:
a) i'm going to be ten times more tired than i already always am.
b) my knees/all joints are going to hurt twenty times more than they already always do.
c) be really sick all the time- probably have to call out of work
but hey! at least i'm working eight hours in the FUCKING PHARMACY NEXT FRIDAY! thanks! THANKS. i hate cvs. i hate chris-lesbian-idon'tevenknowyourlastname cuntrag. and pharmacy bryan because he probably had something to do with this. EIGHT HOURS. thank you! THANK YOU! while i cry some more (s'more), i'll leave you with this mental image, ruby:
sat on phoebes, fatty obese dogs, head today.
awwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
seeya!
-lymey.
i've spent the last hour & a half picking up shit left over from my party. let me just say, there will never be one of those, ever again. this post is mainly because i needed to draw a picture of my pain.i'm dirty. my hair hasn't been washed since... thursday? (but i've been in water/a pool)i'm really glad that, you know, my sister made me take the blame for this entire party thing, she's in her room sleeping while i have been outside in death heat for two hours. she just got repremanded for the wax on the deck; i'm fucked. cool! yeah! underage drinking! i probably have a tick somewhere! YES! thank you. thank you. thank you.on a good note, maria got a new car. i haven't seen it, but i bet it's pretty sweet. mine is probably going to be taken away. 8) i'm probably grounded until- forever. i can't wait until tuesday when i can work. i'm going to offer to stay until like 3 am. just so i don't have to go home. ;) awesome.
i'm going. i'm pissed.
been in delaware since thursday around... two thirty. BOSS.
to the LEFT is a picture of our last night. yes that is a blunt. yes it says friends, and that big blue mass is the sky+starz.
we got there and it was rainy- boo. so we drove around in the golfcart. we went all around the place it was reckless. ;) we squished mad frogs, and went on trails. got bruises on our sides. and went through... eight thousand packs of cigarettes. and that was only thursday.
friday, we went on the boat. (next time you see me, ask me to do the boat voice.) we stopped at a sand barb- and watched my fatty dog swim. then we killed more animals 8) jellyfish to be exact. and everything else. sammy got an unintentional sunburn/tan. i got a bitch bathingsuit tan, and maria is just always brown-so we don't count her. my mom and my dad look mexican. cool. maria and i went to the pool after we got off the boat and met some nice chatty woman named lissy, that may or may not actually be her name. regardless she didn't mind that we sat there and smoked about three packs of cigarettes, and blew the smoke in her kids face. (jusss kiddddin.)anyway, so we then went out to dinner at outback steakhouse. sammy and i got hamburgers, and maria got raw meat. she's weird, i don't really get it. she then tried to convince us that the cherry flavored syrup in the sherlie temples is a well known word (grenadiene.). by the way, it's not. at all. so while she ate her jalopy & gerrydean soda, we made fun of everything. that and, well it's official that i cannot talk. "that was happy." i'm not going into this story. it wont be funny to you. they laughed at me for about twenty minutes. not-funny! then we went to civs. where we bought the necessities for s'mores: marshmallows, grahmcrackers, chocolate bars, and cigarettes. cooool. so we made s'mores. ate them, they were glorious. then we decided to play hide-and-go-seek. because we're seventeen and like to do that kind of stuff. then we decided that was gay, and we went to the beach. sorta, not before we decided to drive around and cock-block some biddies and tell twelve year olds that they're faggots and to get off. (don't ask.) we then made it back to frog territory, killed one by accident! and talked about boyfriend status and everything else that i don't want everyone in the world reading. ;) so we finally decided to suck it up and go to the beach- we parked the g-cart. and brought a sheet- layed down and had the most interesting conversation about astrology ever. like "hey! that's crazy!" kinda conversation. about a half hour into just talking, these three sketch artists showed up and were smoking a blunt: hence picture. we introduced ourselves, were mad creepy. and then we were top'd on the creepster scale (i didn't think it was possible either!). this kid, john, decided that he was going to not only share the rest of the blunt with us, but also talk to us about all sorts of weird things. we taught him new york slang, and made a new friend. he's from pennsylvania. and sixteen. YEAH! RAPE! :):):) finally! anyway, he lives on stem street. and is a biddie. but not really, cause he's a he. he drives a saline mustang and his friend drives a piece of shit with a BUMPIN' stereo system. i hope we get to chill again soon!! no. we just need to be 100% creeps next time we all go down there, that way we can make more friends.
so here's the score for delaware as far as 07/07/07 goes. (weird!)
friends in delaware: two. john & lissy. COOL!
anyway, i'm going to go walk these dogs (bitches) with my sister and talk to her about awkward situations. cool.
'lemme buy you a drankkkk'
this is the first fourth of july that i haven't been in brewster- wanting to kill myself.
regardless, i am in my house, it is raining outside. and i'm with my sister. we've been watching movies all day. sooner or later, i'm going to take a shower, get my act together and call sammy, so that her & i can go out and buy some cigarettes for tomorrow. i wish they were as involved in this as i am. i might just go out and buy them for myself.
my mom has called at least 5 times today. "hm. what was i going to say?" oh, right. you called to make sure we weren't having people over. whatever, i'm tryna be in delaware.
i have to find coolant for my car cause the temperature has been going up & down- not good.
anyway, this is a new blog; annie has decided that i needed to make one so that i can use my wacom pad all the time. i've used it once since i got it. this being the second drawing i've made.
i'm not going to update for a while, so maybe i'll actually have something to write about next time.
k. i'm going to go take a shower.
