> Audioslave - Show Me How To Live

A funny thing happened today, but I can’t blog it for legal reasons. Perhaps I’ll just use my legal language. I may have graffitied “I love Jesus…especially when he sodomizes me at night” in the smoke box. Well anyway, Throgmorton walked over by the smoke box and had a thing of paint, and was asking people to paint over the offensive graffiti. I painted over the Jesus thing. He said that someone was really disturbed. (My mission in life may be complete.) But anyway, I just thought that was funny.

My blog is actually working from home, which is amazing. I’ve been doing this thing lately where I eat dinner, wash the dishes, then make a cup of tea and then go and hide out in my room. Drink tea, light candles, surf the net, whatever I want. It’s good me time. I’m loving this tea that Christine gave me, it’s Stash triple ginseng. It’s so delicous. I mean, I love Earl Grey, but I can’t drink it before I go to bed (the only time I have to myself). I’m kind of over the whole losing faith in Danielle and Christine’s friendship thing. They really are my friends. I told Danielle about all the shit that’s been happening with my mom, and she was so understanding. Saw Starr at the college today, she is so evil. She like, clipped my leash to her bondage pants, which was cool, but took everything waaaay too far. I was SO glad I had to be picked up in like seven minutes. She was like, holding my hand. Nate (hair guy) thought that we were going out. It pissed me off. And she kiss raped me too. GRR. I hate being kiss raped. She wants in my pants bad, it’s obvious. I’ve told her a million times that it’s never going to happen, but she just can’t stop. She wanted me to stay the night at her house tonight. Yeah right. Piss me off. But yea, philosophy was cool, and it was a very funny History class, Mr. Owen was in his element. He could have his own comedy show. My mom vehemently hates Mr. Owen, because he was the one who judged her child support cases, and supposedly he always ruled in favor of my dad. Whatever. I think he means well. Nobody’s perfect. But yea, fixed my cigarette case so it doesn’t smash my cigarettes as much. I’m thinking of just removing the little arm that keeps them down. I mean, I’m not opening it on a roller coaster. Talked to Edward for a bit, he had to go to a class. Christine and Danielle chose what classes they were going to take and everything. I’m going to have SO many friends in World Religion. It’s going to be crazy. Tara actually wrote me a note during philosophy! I felt honored. She said that I was on her Christmas list. I really can’t think of anything I need other than the all-encompassing drive for comfortable boots. I think I’m going to try Escape Hatch in Brookings. I suppose I should think about generating money to finance the shoe endeavor first–but if I have a goal I’ll work even more vehemently. Back to Tara, if you are going to be by a Hot Topic or similar store, I’d really like a Marilyn Manson patch to put on my bag. I put my Abortions Tickle! button on my bag today, I’m going to decorate it beautifully with safety pins tomorrow. It needs character. Kept having this memory of Taggart’s pants and shoes pop into my head. I love his pants and shoes. I wish I could print out the memory, cuz they really are cool. Didn’t turn in my philosophy paper (Justice) I was too tired to read the chapter. It’s going to be late, but the teacher doesn’t really care, so it should be fine. If it was Mr. Letko, however, I would be insanely typing right now. MY KILT IS SUPPOSED TO COME TOMORROW!!!!!!!! I’m so excited. I can’t wait to see the look on my dad’s face when I wear it. I think I’ll wear my trenchcoat over it, but I don’t think my trenchcoat is long enough to conceal it. Perhaps I’ll put it in my bag and change when I get to school. Eh, screw it. It’s my body, I’ll wear whatever I want. He doesn’t have to be seen in public with me. Well, after a while it’ll be inevitable that he’ll be seen in public with me in it, but I’ll just convince myself of my inculpability now, and ignore the future. Well, I think I might be off to bed, although it is only like six.

——CHRISTMAS LIST POST——

I was browsing clothes at The Dark Angel and Gallery Serpentine (my utopias) and found some cool stuff.

Allerton Jacket (brocade 3/4 length)

Men’s Zip Coat (full length glossy PVC)

‘Old’ Style Frock Coat (in black ‘Vines’ brocade)

> The Donnas - You Wanna Get Me High
> Eve 6 - Nightmare

But anyway, I’m blogging in the Drift Office. I want to turn on the lights and put on my makeup, but then I won’t be able to see outside–I’m kind of weird like that. I cleaned out my inbox, it had like a hundred and something messages in it (I have such a slow connection that cleaning out my inbox would take hours). I put all the messages from cool people in their folders, and deleted the messages from people who just piss me off (my mom, for example). But yea, I’m getting my kilt, it’s supposed to arrive TOMORROW!!!!!! I’m so excited. I have to write my philosophy paper this morning, I should be reading my chapter, but I have other stuff to do. I have to sew a button on my coat, use safety-pins to hem my pants, put on my makeup, and of course blog excessively during all these activities. Ah, the expresso lady just drove in, the day is progressing as it should. Today feels completely real. It’s the first real day I’ve had in a while. Everything is perfectly clear. Perhaps that’s because I’m wearing my contacts. Hmm. I must look at my kilt agan. *drool* Well, lots of stuff happened yesterday, but I don’t remember exactly what they were. Oh, I got an e-mail from Jared, the dude that’s living at Kelly’s house. It was strange and cool. I think I’ll write a post about yesterday.

OH MY GOD!!!!! I couldn’t post from home last night because my internet was being shitty, but I was able to do my e-mail. And guess what. I got an e-mail from UTILIKILTS!!!! THEY’VE ALREADY SHIPPED MY KILT!!!! AAAAHHH!!!! I’m so happy but I’m scared too…what if it’s the wrong size? what if it’s too long? I’m mostly thinking these things to not get my hopes up of PERFECT KILTNESS!!!! Which would be orgasmic.