Dual styling today.
Da Count: A good friend came over last night and made me eat something and drank some of my beer. That was a big help. I'm battling some pretty severe depression right now and it's hard to function on any basic level at all. Things like eating seem unimportant. All I can do is play Ursula (my strat) and drink myself unconcious over lost love and love too far away. So, today's count is to be thanksful for good friends who listen and love me through my self destructive bullshit. Notable bloggers in this category are GnightGirl and Lime. Spitfire gets props too but for a different reason. If you can't beat 'em join 'em!
Now for FOAD Friday: I don't usually start shit or inject (or even acknowledge) negativity on here but a certain scumbag who doesn't deserve a link is fucking with one of my friends so this one's for you, you chickenshit drama queen wanna-be cocksucking piece of living human excrement. Die in a Fire. If I could get my hands on you? You'd look awful funny trying to eat corn on the cob with no fuckin teeth, you fuck. Matter of fact, I got some shotgun shells for you right here. That is all. Tonight? Tonight WE PLAY!