September 11th, 2020 @ 11:18 pm
posted on : october 3Oth, 2OO1 – at 3:39 a
i wish i could put up some mp3s here to share with you but my host said no 🙁 he could get into trouble. ahhh it’s all bullshit. i mean, music is music. i hate damn lars bastard from metallica all bitching that we’re stealing his money and ish. gawd are you starving because of file sharing? NO! so shut the fuck up!
tee hee 🙂
anyways, i guess randolph was hosting me at the time of the aforementioned mp3 hosting, lol. i can understand my argument of not having to pay for an mp3 if you own multiple formats, but obviously why would hosting them be acceptable? c’mon, jussica.
so i’ve actually been remembering my dreams lately. like in my last post, i talked about how i dreamed of striking matches. and it had an explanation. and then last night i had a dream i was beating a man with a vacuum. now… my dream book is pretty damn thorough.. but um.. beating a man with a vacuum just wasn’t in there. – it was so odd. he was beating the shit out of my boss michelle and he wasn’t responding to my violent bashes at all. see, it was one of those “slow motion” dreams. where i’m trying to kick the shit out of someone and it’s going real slow no matter how hard i try to hit. uck. so in my dream she screamed to me what to do and it was to choke him. so i took the cord, wrapped it around his neck and put my foot on his head and put all my force into my foot and choked the living shit out of him. sick eh?
ANY-ways… lol. i’ve been meaning to re-do my links because i keep finding ultra-koOL sites but i haven’t been around these parts.
i really love being at my boyfriends house and practically living with him, but man, there is no place like home. especially my mommy’s! – as soon as i walked in it smelled so yummy – like candles and cooking. and good old mom fell asleep on the recliner 😀 her comfy spot 🙂 and entering my room *mMmMm* smells like all my body sprays and eucalyptus and my candles. *god i love this place* makes me wish i’d never leave.
dang, i miss when my mom used to have candles and cook. then she got cats like a weirdo and stopped doing those things. my room used to smell so fuckin good. i used to get this blue potpourri from ikea (no it didn’t smell like grandma potpourri or anything). i have no idea wtf the smell was, but the discontinued it after it being a staple in that bedroom for YEARS. so depressing.
man, i used to have eucalyptus in my room forever. i would buy it fresh, like bushels of it and dry it and hang it over my bedroom door. i should start doing that again. my room was so freaking cozy in that house, i miss it.
i love my mom and my house way too much to move out lol. it’s gonna be REAL hard when the time comes.
when i finally did move out of my mom’s for good, it was the house after that, and it was super easy. my mom and sister were driving me nuts, lol. mainly because they were always fighting. i was making good money and just needed to leave… i haven’t been home since (aside from 2 months transitioning into my first apartment alone).