my glasses are green
hello werld. it's a rainy monday nite in vancouver and i'm getting set for saul, i tried to listen to amethyst again last nite, and man..cancel the freakin' apocalypse the man is intense. should be a treat.
i tricked everyone and became a "princess" yesterday at the store, it was a riot, wore my chanel glasses and a full on tutu style dress and bought myself a tiara. there was also Macy Gray, Little Red Riding Hood, and "a Roman gaylord" (I'll letcha guess who that was) as well as some decade themed ladies.
this weekend, after my boss broke up with me, it was actually quite ironic, as i assumed the exact role of her boyfriend (pre-dumpage, his) and she rattled off everything she was gonna say to him, and it turned out that I have heard it before, not even 2 weeks ago..ouch. and yet, i understand and stand under it now.
i'm grateful for my friends, as i'm sure i've mentioned, for their good advice, endless shoulders and tear wiping, and also for the smoking partners in the dark pitying ourselves yet planning our fabulous comeback, followed by extreme waxing.
also, it must have been hard for erykah to get over dre too, i mean, come on, he's DRE, but she held out and got common freakin' sense. not that that exactly worked out either, but at least she moved up, and that's not even touching on the two bangin' joints she released in the meanwhile..so, like mjb and e-v-e, i'm back to square one, not only waiting for something real, but ready to actually change my stars like k-a-n-y-e. nah, i didn't stutter.all4now.
