lately i haven't been the best vegan-- succumbing to the mean temptation of the supposed vegan gingerbread man (thanks, dilemn) and a few corners of my favourite shoes ( i am going straight across the river styx for this one). so last night, before purchasing an eyeliner, i checked a site to see which mainstream cosemetic companies don't torture animals, and i only found the one that i knew: revlon. so fine. i'm gonna buy a revlon eyeliner. it certainly limits my choices-- and i really wanted a big fat smudgy one, but i finally decided that i should be more stuck about sticking to my guns. so then when i found the revlon eyeliner, i noticed it was in a blister pack with a card. fuck! seriously! i choose a company who doesn't pour chemicals into the faces of rabbits, and i still get a company who doesn't realize that a an eyeliner doesn't need a package. i mean seriously-- it's an eye pencil. have you ever seen pencil in a blitser pack? one single pencil? i mean it's probably happened, but let it be known that that company is also a giant prick. it's like the leather vs pleather debate-- it's cool to be ethical and all, but which one's better for ye ole earth? fawk! seriously!
so at home, i ripped open the eyeliner and tried to do something gothy with my eyes for the party, and this markerlike eyeliner was, altho purported to mbe "easy to control": or somet shit, made me draw asshole lines all over my face. and then when i made a mistake-- the fucking shit wouldn't come off my lower lid. i had the scrub the cack out of my face to remove the liner which was touted as being above all others for its ability to apply a fine line and stay smudge free and strong for up to 16 hours. 16 hours? what the fuck?
i arrived at dilemn's at say 915 or something and began drinking whisky (which you must remember is "the angry man's drink"). i drank it fast, whisky and mineral water-- now known to dilemn and i as the fizzy depths or deep fizzy for short. there were a ton of people there i didn't know, lots of boys, most of whom weren't mildly interesting, but there were a few gems to be sure. i met a cool guy from iran, whose name i don't remember. but at least i 'd've remembered my helmet if i were biking home!) as i made a call and got someone pissy with me, the angry part of the angry man's drink became active and i became pissy and fatiged and dizzy and fizzy and fuzzy and right rarin;' to leave, and after a pleasant diversion on the porch, i was escorted home, where i sent a few incoherent emails about which i then laughed over breakfast :
so at home, i ripped open the eyeliner and tried to do something gothy with my eyes for the party, and this markerlike eyeliner was, altho purported to mbe "easy to control": or somet shit, made me draw asshole lines all over my face. and then when i made a mistake-- the fucking shit wouldn't come off my lower lid. i had the scrub the cack out of my face to remove the liner which was touted as being above all others for its ability to apply a fine line and stay smudge free and strong for up to 16 hours. 16 hours? what the fuck?
i arrived at dilemn's at say 915 or something and began drinking whisky (which you must remember is "the angry man's drink"). i drank it fast, whisky and mineral water-- now known to dilemn and i as the fizzy depths or deep fizzy for short. there were a ton of people there i didn't know, lots of boys, most of whom weren't mildly interesting, but there were a few gems to be sure. i met a cool guy from iran, whose name i don't remember. but at least i 'd've remembered my helmet if i were biking home!) as i made a call and got someone pissy with me, the angry part of the angry man's drink became active and i became pissy and fatiged and dizzy and fizzy and fuzzy and right rarin;' to leave, and after a pleasant diversion on the porch, i was escorted home, where i sent a few incoherent emails about which i then laughed over breakfast :
i can hardly touch the keys. i came home on time and with any luck i'll be in bed by two. i am tanked and trying to check my mistakes. i ____ you. tonight i saw ___and ___and ___ and ___and ___ and your beloved beloved ____ yup, seems like grade 8, but i am willintg to look past. i wish i didn't feel like throwinng up (i won't), but i may try and call and say hi. ...(1:18am) best wishes for your _____if i don't say hi.
yo, perhaps i am long since past right now, but it's 1:26 am, i am tanked and wishing i were ____ with ___, but ____ or whoever was upset because i called late 1215 max!!, anyway i must go to sleep and i will talk to you with any luck tomorrow. ____ or something like it,_____
ps you are ______, ___ pps sorry i am not a mailorder bride. then i might be hotter. being caucasian sucks.
why the FUCK don't you______ tomorrow? why the FUCk don't i have any rice left? i guess i can answer why i ___ early. i thought it was cool when you said promise not to let this be ____________. dude, my wishes exactly. i will talk to you soon. why the FUCK aren't you_______ tomorrow? what gives? anyway, will chat later. i am surprised i can type. so tired. let'd go to north________ or whatever you said..........
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