Dee*Dee Ramone, dead at age 50. Wow! He was just at the K*nitting Factory like 2 months ago. How fucked up...Today was so incredibly foggy. booo.
For some reason I can't type or think straight today. My fingers just aren't coordinated....hmmm, that sounds funny.
NEXT UP....I need your help, kids. Can someone tell me HOW in the heck you take a word in your diary entry and make it a link (hyperlink)????? I cannot figure that out. I will love you forever if you help me out with this.
LASTLY, girltrouble (Joslyn) sent me 2 lovely issues of the *Chicklet* she writes and so fabulously assembles. They are so friggin' cute! Damn it. This gal is constantly inspiring me to do something creative! (ie: change my diary layout *have not even started that*, and now this whole Zine thing)!!
Hmmmmm, perhaps I too will write one. Betcha I can think of a zillion things to address. *dreamily imagining myself writting, and designing something cute*
LASTLY, FOR REAL, Cory and I got into a little *fight* this morning. Basically, I sturnly told him that I was tired of having to do all of the domestic shit around here, and he really needed to pull his weight. That wasn't such an unreasonable request...but then I had to go and say "and if you are thinking about breaking up with me because of this, that's lame" Bwwwaahhhh!!! hahahahah! What was I thinking? Well, let me explain the events leading up to that comment. A few months ago, when Cory and I nearly called it quits he made some sort of a comment about being totally annoyed by the fact that I hound him about housework. And so naturally, me being me, took that as, Cory wants to end it cause he doesn't like to clean toilets. UGH. Stupid story.....sorry kids.
Xoxo