The Gloury of Gore

Click on the picture to download the mix. 2 sides, 1 hour long.

Hello Daddy, Hello Mom

Hi, I'm Stupid

So this is a baby gorilla. The only reason I know that is because my friend told me. I had a moron moment when I first saw this and definitely was convinced it was a human baby with some creeper werewolf disease or something fucked like that. I had no idea what else it could be...

Seventeen Forever

I made a mixtape for all of you fine folks detailing the events of my 17th year of life through songs. It's available for download here. ^__________^ 2 tracks, about 45 minutes long each and a tracklist. Figure out the story yourself... but email me if you want specifics. Happy listening.

Into Him Like A Train

SO. into him.
You don't even know.

I Slept In My Bathtub

It's true. I did.

Last night, I slept in my bathtub.

Another thing that was going on last night, was me having the stomach flu.

Gross. I felt like helllllllll. Blah.

But I didn't vom. or anything, so that was a plus.

The reason I was sleeping in my bathtub, was because it's a whole lot closer to the sink than my bed is.

AND I WAS SO THIRSTY!

Michigan Girls Party Hard

Last night I went to The Rager at Sneaky Dee's, which is this weekly party my friend Cole puts on. SO FUN.

Anyway, I was definitely the craziest person there... well. Maybe. I was also one of very few sober people. Which makes it even funnier that I was partying so hard. But I live for the party and it's gotta be hard or go home.

And after, my friend and I had nachos.


...which we ate like hobos while sitting and waiting for the street-car to come while people in taxis pointed and gave us thumbs up. Whatever.

I've Just Seen A Face

I went grocery shopping at like... midnight tonight. It's always best to go late since no one is around and there are no lines to wait in. It was all empty walking through Liberty Village to the Metro down the road from my house, but then again... it usually is. I really like the village. It's mostly made up of new businesses in old factory buildings which brings great texture to the city. (I always feel like such a douchewad when I say things like that, but whatever.

Anyway, I was shopping around when I nearly ran into this guy. The first thing I noticed was his nastily greasy hair. And then it was that his ears were stretched. And then all the other piercings he had. We passed each other and I looked back at him, he was teeny tiny and was wearing all black with skinny jeans.

I kept shopping, and we passed each other again, and I looked at him closer. At which point I realized that he totally looked like Trevor from Combichrist. Yummeh. I kept running into him all through-out the store. I'm not complaining. I think I was in love with him for like half an hour.

And now I'm just stuck at home trying to make cake in my microwave and looking at pictures of Combichrist. Because they're all really pretty.

...Except the one with the dreads.

Y'all Should Be Nicer...

So this has kinda gone viral on youtube:


And all the comments on it are horrible. And no one else bothered to tell people off in a non-anonymous way. So fuck you youtube, I did it myself.

And Then He My Brain

Why are all the spectacularly beautiful guys married already?

Fries Above!

Silly title from a silly tattoo (relax mom. it's not my tattoo). Whatever. So fish and chips always remind me of England and being 8 and having chocolate milk with them at the restaurant up the road. Unfortunately, I am an American vegan who hates seafood anyway. So today I'll be making french fries. I was going to make homefries, but onions and garlic don't go so well with vinegar and I really want the vinegar, so french fries it is. (I'm lazy and all I have is potatoes and noodles right now)

These are better than McDonalds fries, and they're definitely not the soggy fries I grew up with when my mum would make fries (sorry mum, but really, you didn't slice the potatoes thin enough). They're like super cheap restaurant fries from the comfort of your very own ghetto kitchen.

I'm not really one for measurements, to be honest. Measurements are for baking. Eyeballing-it is for cooking. And this is for cooking. So no measurements for you. Sorry.

I'll give you a list of things you need though.

Trusty frying pan <3
Potatoes
Knife
Cutting surface
Salt (fine grained is best)
Oil (whatever kind you have. this is ghetto cooking.)
Vinegar (if you want. i do.)

First thing you'll want to do is wash and then cut up your potatoes into kind of fry shapes. You can peel the skins off if you want, but I've left them on since I'm lazy and don't have a potato peeler.

I always kind of freak out about the oil burning off too quickly which is why I cut my potatoes before I turned on my awesome hotplate. Stoves work too... yeah. So put some oil in your frying pan and heat it up a bit before adding the potato slices. Use whatever setting you want. I always do. If things aren't cooking fast enough, just turn it up, of if things are starting to burn, turn it down. Common sense and observation really.

I like to salt things while they cook. You can if you wish, or not. Just wait until the fries get nice and crispy, drain them out of the oil, and then you're done and they're ready to eat with ketchup and vinegar. Only. I don't have ketchup. Oh well. I never said this was going to be fancy.

Oh, and while I cook, I like to watch movies from my laptop on my fridge so that I'm always right where the food is so that it doesn't burn. Just a tip. Today I'm watching New Moon. Not because I enjoy Twitlight, but because KStew is hot.

Sorry, We Can't Be Friends

We can dance if we want to. We can leave your friends behind, because your friends don't dance, and if they don't dance, well, they're no friends of mine.

Dexter

I'm really into the show Dexter right now. It's about this psychopathic serial killer who is kind of a vigilante of sorts because he only kills murderers and other serial killers. Which is good. He's really quite good at faking emotions, but then again, he's played by a non-psychopathic actor who can't truly re-create the emptiness of a true psychopath.

The character Dexter has a sister. She's the only part about the show I dislike. She's really annoying. She talks loudly about her sex life in the office, swears a lot, and is just generally a total turn off. I don't understand why Dexter hasn't killed her yet. He should have let the ice-truck killer off her when he had the chance. God she's a downer.

Do The Watusi

I'm dying laughing. I think it's the way their outfits move when they hop around... or something. Oh god. Someone save me from myself.

Seeya Sid

So yesterday I was asleep and didn't get to properly recognize that it was the anniversary of Sid Vicious' death. I love Sid. I've kind of been in love with him since I was a freshman in high school.

I Sent Two Letters Back In Autumn

I've devoted my night to uploading most of my CD collection into my computer. About 1/4 of my CD collection I got from my ex-boyfriend Brad. He was always so much better at stealing music than I was.

...Possibly because he would break into cars and remove peoples' CD cases in order to do so? Whereas I just download things off of the internet. My way doesn't include album art. Oh my life.

Anyway, my CD collection reminds me of my Vinyl collection... which my mum probably sold. Which irks me a little bit because I had a copy of Their Satanic Majesties Request with the rather rare 3D cover... among other things that I'd rather keep in my possession. Oh well. I think she sold my DVD collection as well. I'm just going to try not to think about things like that.