I was peeling potatos for mother dearest and then, you know, the stupid potato peeler jumped up and bit me. But that shall not spoil my New Year! NO SIR! I am going "with" it. I may have emo cuts on my wrist now but I am going to enjoy the new emo look and suck the marrow (ew) out of my current situation. (Note: Emo fringe)
Oh. What an emo.
Last night I celebrated the new year and the end of 2010.
I went to three parties (each for about an hour) then I went to Faith. Faith was dull. Normally, Faith is full of dancing Robert Smiths and Kate Bush's. And cats and such. It's usually a gas gas gas. But last night, LAST NIGHT, it was a fail.
So I left and went for a walk down the riverbank, by all the fancy riverfront mansions and across a bridge. Then I saw a dead animal floating in the river.
Do. Not. Want.
