SHAKE IT LIKE A POLAR BEAR'S IN IT!

So much music, but at the moment, none of it is exactly right. Probably the only song that is right is Under Cover by pete yorn. The reason for this is quite simple; I'm human. Not only am I human, but I'm one struggling to be a woman...which I assure you is no simple feat.

In the wake of what I have been told was a successful party, I can't get past the pre-party scenes of me- stressed that no one was going to come, picking petty fights with the one person who loves me more than I can understand.

polaroids testify to the good feeling, induced by company and laughs and the alcoholic deflowering of one crazy fella.

"it tastes like dimetap"
"i could drive right now"
"who leaves a hammer out around drunk people!"
"i want you to know, I respect your house"

8:45 -- the garage: me on the verge of tears because i can't fit all the coke cans into the fridge.. lizardman and pizza hut to the rescue

9:10 -- my room: me on the verge of screaming because i've decided both outfits i picked out were so completely wrong that I'm retarded...lizardman kisses and cryptic compliments to the rescue

later on during the night:::::

me: "where would I be without you?"
joe: "probably, in the garage"

hehe so true.

and she won't sleep better alone
and you won't feel better alone
no they won't feel better alone

a big thank you to all who came last night...
and respected my house. ;-)