and she gave away the secrets of her past

i'm a little out of breath because i was playing joy division and jumping on my bed. again. i get all whimsical anytime i wear my blue gunne sax dress. i think it brings out the little girl in me. my mom used to get us gunnes when we were kids and can i tell you how much i adored them? sadly, i became too cool for gunne sax when i got into eighth grade. what a fool i was.

i google image searched gunne sax dresses and this picture of sasha was one of the first to pop up. my friend is famous! and gorgeous to boot. i love you, sasha! hugs to you and chris!
saturday was the breaking point for my hair. i nearly took scissors to it myself. look at how shaggy it was: ugh. it drove me nuts.me hiding in the bushes in my dead kitty dress.

thankfully i got it all chopped yesterday morning. i even dyed it a deep burgundy brown. yay! feeling human again.
parking at the end of the runway kinda sucks. i get scared a plane is gonna crash into my car. i really don't need my insurance rates to increase any more.

have i mentioned my recent addiction to absinthe? yeah, it's probably the way it was romanticized while it was illegal that drew me in, but i swear there's crack in it. i fall asleep craving it nearly every night and when i get some, i almost cry at the pure bliss of the first sip. oh, green fairy, what have you done to me? i've never loved any alcohol like i love this. good thing the pure strength of the drink keeps me from consuming too much.absinthe and gunne sax and joy division and short hair. life is good.