monday.
| i had nightmares all night. one of them involved being raped in a huge attic space above the shop that isn't actually there. i screamed, but my voice was all froggy. after that was over, i realized that i had to clean out and move all of that stuff, also. and the power had been turned off and people were still coming in and i didn't want to tell them that i didn't tattoo anymore. the odd part of this is that i really don't want to. i really don't feel sad about it. i feel like i should. but i don't. so, i wonder if that dream means that i feel like the shop and its clientele violate me? who knows? butter called me last night and told me that he wanted to move the shop single-handedly to repay us for being nice to him. what a weirdo. i told him it would be great if he helped, although not expected. so that is really nice. i am planning to be out by the end of the weekend. in other news, yesterday, our neighbor who is always super drunk, and i found out she is on one of those probation programs that you have to carry the breathalizer thing around with you and when it beeps you have to blow in it. anyway, she came home, got out of her car and could barely walk, due to being intoxicated. i don't know if that is the right word. she was so fucked up she didn't seem to know who or where she was. anyway, she went inside. then, an hour later, i saw her leave, equally fucked up, almost fell down the stairs, couldn't get the key in the door, etc. i called the police, except that we don't know her name. so i need to call in her plate today. i don't care if you are a career alcoholic, i just don't want to be run over, or a little kid or animal, or car plowed into, and if she would just stay home, or walk if she needs to go somewhere...anyway, crazy! i also found out that her boyfriend, hairy mantits, just stays with her and has several other alcoholic girlfriends who he also mooches off. what a nice life. ok, i need to shower and run errands... xoxo, n. |
posted by natasha @ 10:57 AM
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I had a dream the other day that I was being raped by Clayface/Matthew from the old Batman the Animated Series show in my old elementary school bathroom at which was held, apparently, some kind of mafia Star Wars premiere gala.
....and your guess is as good as mine.
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