Everybody wants to party with Aretha.

So like... I've been real busy lately. Which is good because that distracts me from my recent depression from the death of a close relative (which is taking me longer than I thought) sob-story life, but I'm afraid I am just going to collapse of physical exhaustion one day. Justtttt kiidddiiiinnngggggg, I'm not! Six feet can handle plenty, and at a time too! But anyway, work is a bitch, and getting bitchier. And plus I smell like meat and chlorine half the time now, so I'm not the most pleasant person to be around lately. And you know what? I'm starting to become more aware of the annoying side of people. I used to try to see the world as a place where pleasant people inhabit, but foreeeeaaaaaaalllllsssssss, not the case. I have no tolerance for anything anymore. Which is a good thing...? Everyone's a bitch. In there. Somewhere. It's just too bad that's the firts thing they reveal. If you would keep your bitchiness to yourself sometimes, I wouldn't avoid you so much.

And on another note, I met a very nice boy. Jesus, don't I feel like Sandra Dee?! And, AND, he asked me to play bass temporarily for his band. I'm really excited :) And, I love you, even though you're annoying. But hey, you're only human right? Here I go with my tree-hugging qualities again.

Hey! My one month of being a vegan is coming uppp! Nobody really cares or even realizes how much dedication it takes, but I'm going to celebrate anyway.