cats, coffee, tattoos, clay, boyfriend, clay, music, clay, friends, clay, the sun, ceramics, sculpture, cigarettes~~ all i need

this blog will consist of all of these things, because they get me through my day.

 

Worked 11 hours today. Got off work around 10. Went in at 11. Fucking stupid downtown belleville parades. Atleast I got a few smoke breaks? Now, I’ve been outside Wendy’s for an hour waiting to take Jordan home from work. I need to go to bed.

I feel like I’m going to have an anxiety attack if I don’t set up my studio in my basement already. Fuck. Need to throw.

bought two pairs of shorts yesterday, and now all I can think about is how fucking bad I want my left thigh tattooed. I know what I’m going to get, just lack of monies. ugh.

BUT

now i get to lay in my boyfriends bed, eat fudge pops and watch how i met your mother all night. stoked.

Not looking forward to work today

11 to close. No smoke break. No nap. 9 or 10 hours of sandwiches and the scum of belleville.

Changing.

jenniferskanks:

One time in my life I lived by, “I would never drink, it’s stupid.”

Last night I got all the drunk, had to have all the help getting around, introduced myself to all the boys, got hugs from boys, had boys in my lap, and had boys try to get me to dance with them. What even?

And you know what? I had a lot of fun.

WOO GO JENNIFER