you know it's 'one of those days' when you wake up looking into the mirror and realising the day could have been better if you didn't look at it in the first place.
bad hair day? checked.
enduring months of not visiting a hairdresser or a barber just so you could make the next visit there more worth it because they will have more strands of hair to cut, can be excruciating. for once i can't help but actually appreciate the fact that my crowning glory will all be gone in slightly a month from now.
time for break-outs? checked.
those stupid clearasil commercial are sheer examples of empty consumerism and false advertising. not that i've tried them before. but just one pimple does not = breakout. try nucleated habitats of these numbskulls living off you at all the wrong places. but recently i have found a cheap secret. dab a weeny bit of toothpaste to dry those bastards up. there you go.
i am bored to tears. and the art prep isn't helping much.
earwax: the darkness - givin' up; friday night. the smashing pumpkins' eye;ava adore. the white stripes' girl, you have no faith in medicine.
11.27.2004
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