The power of Filth compels me!

Sorry about the mondo depresso post. Life just catches up with me sometimes and if you know me I DON'T talk about my feelings ever to anyone. This does help me not to have to look at someone in the eye when I pour my guts out. It really bothers Ezra that I bottle everything up. It upsets him and I feel bad for that, but I despise crying in front of anyone. That's why I wait to talk to him about anything that bothers me until we are lying in the bed, in the dark, ready to go to sleep. That way if I cry, he won't see me do it. I know, I'm weird. You know what else is weird? The fact that my dog takes my dirty underwear out of the laundry basket and licks the crotch. She really is her father's daughter.

Anywho, my weekend consisted of, per usual, work! Friday was good though. Ezra tattooed me and I finally got my John Waters tribute tattoo! It is a pink flamingo with a broken egg rose and a banner that says "filth is forever". Because it really is, forever, it will last my whole life through. I'm gross and not afraid to show it. I never shower, never wash my hair and am a dirty, filthy, naughty little girl. And I have the boyfriend to prove it. And, if you realize it, it really fucking kills to get the inside of your arm tattooed. It was a loverly shade of swollen and purple, so after the flakes peel off and my arm gets down to normal size I will, I repeat WILL take pictures for those who don't have access to my beautiful flesh all of the time. It is pretty sweet, I must say. When Ezra and I go to Baltimore (!) on the 12th of August, I'm going to drop a letter with a picture included off at Atomic Books, so maybe, just maybe, the love of my life will write me back and send me something. Hey, it's worth a shot! After I got my pain inflicted, we went to a family function and had a good goddamn bbq. Yummers. The evening ended with Roza, Ryan, No Serious, Ezra and I watching a special on boobs and watching Best Week Ever drinking Margarita's. Word. The rest of the weekend was work and studying, nothing else.

This week proves to be good though. After my espanol test is the Strangers With Candy movie (yes, I'm trying again, but trust me I will never go to Cedar Lee again)(unless a John Waters flick is playing there). Amy is coming over on Thursday and Kimmie is coming over on Tuesday. Whoopee! And next week are finals!!!!! No more stress, for two weeks at least.

Off I go to school, wish me luck on my test!