This is the time you need to be listening to your friends and trusting their word over yours. Obviously, your judgement is misconstrued. I wouldn't trust me, if I were you.

Today, I'm start saving for my new tattoo. Now all I need to do is get some estimates or look up shops in SF. I dunno, I don't like the idea of having just one artist. That's dumb. But also, I'm on the hunt for a faux fur vest or coat, a new purse, and some new jeans.

I think people that "forget" that they were a dumbass back then will probably be surprised to realize that even today, they're still a dumbass. It's humbling when people say, "yeah, I messed up a lot back in the day" or "man, I was such a loser back then" or even "damn, I used to dress like a fucking idiot." Nobody's perfect. Especially not as a teenager. So please stop acting like you know what's up, especially since you're still some washed up drunkie kickin' it in NoVA. But I mean, what do I know? I currently live in Los Angeles, and I'm getting ready to kick-start my career in San Francisco. Wait, what? It just erks me when people always love flocking to really terrible people. I feel like people should have given up on her a long time ago.

I've got a growing and increasingly expanding love for all things steampunk. Just sayin'.

On another note, the marketting for Let Me In it awful. First of all, there's barely any, and what I do see of it, completely misses the plot and misconstrues the audience into thinking it's a lot more messed up than it really is. I've never read the book, but the Swedish film was absolutely superb in story telling, and from what I've heard, it's a lot more true to the text than is the American film. I just think it's really bizarre how they found kids, American kids, that look exactly like the Swedish kids. Oh, and Jack's son is in it. As the bully, but he doesn't count as looking as one of the Swedish kids. He's just little Jack Shepherd.

A person can only hold on for so long. And it sucks that I didn't realize how bad you are for me until now.

Whatarewedoingwhatarewedoingwhatarewedoingwhatarewedoing.

The only thing I can really think about doing right now is taking it day by day. I just hate it because I know if we weren't under these same circumstances, then we wouldn't be here right now.

Maybe we should stop speaking to each other.

I was always a bigger fan of Huxley's work. Just sayin'.