Kids in America

Kim Wilde

I had to force myself out of bed this morning. I had to get a bikini wax. I haven't had one in a year. I was due.

Strange thing. It didn't really hurt that bad. I expected more pain. It could have been that I was a little hungover.

My waxer, Marilyn, calls my style French... I Googled it and didn't get too much info. It's similar to a Brazilian with a landing strip but it leaves some hair on the top of the labia. Otherwise, it might as well be a Brazilian. Go figure.

Speaking of Marilyn...
She was a contestant on "Who Wants to Marry my Dad?". She came in 3rd. The woman that won is apparently not very nice but all the other women were cool according to Marilyn. The Dad lives in Longmont Colorado and is a delivery driver for Frito-Lay.

She Sells Sanctuary

The Cult

I went out after my 12 hour shift on Wednesday to get drinks with Sonya. It was fun but I had to be at work at 7am on Thursday. Ugh.

We were short staffed at work on Thursday. So I went out for beers again last night.

I got home at about 11:30pm to find a waterfall in my kitchen. Fuck. I was flipping tired and the last thing I wanted to do was clean up nasty water in my kitchen and dining room. My drywall is not dry.

I ran upstairs and asked my neighbor to turn off her dishwasher until they can figure out the problem. I went to my other neighbor's house (adjacent to mine, is that right? Her kitchen and dining room mirror mine.) to see if she needed any help with the water in her place. We stood on her Pergo floors trying to squeeze out the water. Her floors are fucked. I luckily just have cheap ass nasty carpet.

She offered me a beer. Then she offered me another one. We ended up shit-faced. It was fun. Then I started to pass out around 4am.

I'm just sick of all this water damage happening at my house. I might rip up the carpet, polish the concrete, seal it and call it a floor. It would help with all these little indoor floods we keep on having.

Pfft. Water damage blows...

Kim Gordon's Panties

Rapeman

I went down to the Buffalo Exchange today to sell some of my old concert t-shirts for cash. Here's what I got rid of:

Inxs - Listen Like Thieves, 1986
The Cure - Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, 1987
Berlin - Count Three and Pray, 1986
Tears for Fears - Head Over Heels, 1985
Tool - the kickin' wrench
A couple random shirts

and got 55 bucks! They were freaking on my Cure t-shirt. I never wore it. I like The Cure - I just never wanted to be mistaken for one of those Cure fanatics. I was a Joy Division girl. I have a few more t-shirts that I need to get rid of but I'm still a little too attached.

I took my cash, went to Wax Trax and bought Rapeman. Albini is GOD.