weakend wrap up

• i worked 32 hours on friday and saturday.

• sunday the boy came over. (ya you know the one i broke up with.) we ate breakfast, had sex, got him a haircut, rented a couple of movies, watched neither, and took a nap.

• he left badly, i felt like a hooker -- only i didn't get paid (seems to be a theme in my life here lately.)

• he called three times later that night (also an emerging pattern)

• faster than the world posted the voting for the best punk album of the 70's. ridiculously enough the cure is on there.

• i eavesdropped on a great comment conversation with turtle and coop.

• rockstar mommy guest posted at 100 records, proving that the only thing we have in common are emo bands that i'm embarrased to like.

• xTx says she might not post for the holiday. she also talks about going bald, vaginally.

• last night one of my favorite artists gave me permission to turn his art into a tattoo, which i will be getting in virginia beach at my family reunion in a week.

• GO VOTE