Tired of looking at that other post. If that was any more emo, I'd have to dye my hair black and cut myself in the dark. Gotta go clean up, Cassie's coming over! Wooot!
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Tired of looking at that other post. If that was any more emo, I'd have to dye my hair black and cut myself in the dark. Gotta go clean up, Cassie's coming over! Wooot!
Eh, that's not really emo. You could do way worse. You could say something like your life is a blackhole of agony and despair swirling around in a macabre vortex of disillusionment and betrayl. Or some such shit.
Really, doesn't emo come with an age limit? If so, you're too old to be emo.
I feel sad about missing out on the steak, potato and cheesecake dinner, but I sincerely doubt that your parents cooked extra for me anyway. I feel bad coming over and eating all the time. I feel like a parasite; its not their job to feed me. but eh...
I'm at work right now. I'm in that awkward I'm-new-so-I-don't-know-how-to-do-anything stage. Basically, I feel incompetant. And I still have an hour left to kill before I can leave. What are you doing today?
I'm off today. I did a little shopping, and in a bit, I'm going to do some cleaning. :)
There was plenty for you. Dad bought a cow, you know. Or, parts of a cow. Or something like that. But that whole extra freezer we have? Filled with cow meat. (Formerly know as beef)
If you want to come over and hang afterwork, bring some CD's I need. And I'll swap you Wolfmother and The Decemberists.
Wolfmother I'll take. The Decemberists...I don't know. I hear they're very emo. What CDs did you need? Make me a list. And one for your mom, too. I just rebacked up my iPod, so CDs all around!!
So your dad bought a side of beef (1/2 a cow), eh? Nice. Good eating from now on out.
Sorry for the no hanging out. Mum's insisting that I go to the doctor. I'm pretty painful, so I'm not really going to fight it. Maybe Thursday or Friday I'll go.
You should post.