heh. I didn't post in a while. And I won't apologize.

So bluntness is now a thing. I also went to many, many art museums lately, so art is also my thing.

My friend Mandie found someone to maybe eventually like a little bit (cuz she's being such a derp about it) in BJ, or the Uboa constrictor. He's "Uboa" on my phone because otherwise he's in between Bethany, the devout homophobic Christian, and ChaCha, the automated answer service. So yeah. Mandie and BJ are happy. I am clearly not. Who knows why. Ah, to be a woman.

Jegus did I post about that motherfucking Luca a lot! He. Is. An. ASSHOLE. I won't even explain why. He just IS.

So I was sick all week, which sucked. Before that I spent a night in Chicago without Dad, which was great cuz Mom and Dam weren't there. They're getting on my nerves too.

Trying to keep this short cuz no one gives a fuck about long blogs. No one gives a fuck anyway. I've decided to post whenever, no matter the mood. I just felt like writing. Someday I'll post poetry. Maybe.

Oh hey I told BJ and he's refusing to read it. Big surprise. I shall stop my sleep-deprived/PMS induced rant now. Farewell, kind reader.