Sometimes I think that a headache is a way that the conscience punishes it's owner for disregarding it's advice.
Also, I've found that craigslist.com is fucking weird, unless it happens to be a personal ad of a young man from the UK. So that's pretty ace.
And I might have a job. Finally.
A repeat of the word 'finally', I finally got a lot of what was resting upon my shoulders off. It's feels delightfully good.
About Me
- Eve
- Somerville, Massachusetts, United States
- I have a tendency to end up in very odd, surreal situations; either with my friends or replaying the events to them as they laugh at the eccentricities of my life. I class it up with dresses and pearls quite a bit, even though some days I only go as far as the convenience store. But hey, those people need some happiness in their lives-so that's when I show up. I used to sit in a graveyard all day and draw pictures of the flowers and headstones there. I'm a writer, in the vein of Plath, Wilde and Kesey.I'm everyone's Grandma, too. It's a sweet, sweet bitch of a life I live. And while my photo is an accurate representation of my instability and madness, I usually don't wear both stripes and a checked fur hat. But the facial expression is almost a constant.
2 comments:
I love your 'blog, Eve.
Thank you, Darren. I appreciate your interest in my inane writings.
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