yesterday,
i told some lady it was friday the 13th when it was (clearly) the sixth. she would forget about 5 minutes later and ask again. it's all good. {but sad, too, i guess}
so! i was trying to kill time @ work. so i drew some shitty-ass bunnies. (they looked like crap, seriously. i definitely didn't put my heart and soul into them. i can do a far better job. word! i cannot stress that enough.) anyway, i named one bunny 'eff' and another one 'uffie'. so some girl (my cousin actually -- least important information, i know) comes over -- to see what i was up to. she took the little post-it note from me. and she gives me a puzzled look, then says, "eff?". then some other guy comes over and goes, "fuck?!" -- and he's the one who knocked me one day for saying, "shit". [i said it because he scared the daylights outta me. -_- not fun.] ANYHOW. all i can say to him is -- "h'mm! who's the potty-mouth now." * on the same post-it note. I wrote, "eff you! <-- see? 'kay!" pretty clever, eh? i just crossed that right out. my cous. could read through it, apparently. but yesss! it's evident now, she and that dude think i'm _effed_ up. i am. but yeah. -_- -- all that i wanted to address was that i'm, honestly, a half-decent artist!!! {lol}
it's nine o'clock AM.
a shower sounds nice. as well as a friend. {maybe a kitten-friend. i like kitties!} idk. hopefully, some partying will be in order tonite. doubt it though. next saturday for sure!
oh wellz.
the hideout-
