How I Feel

So... I had yet another dream about Janell and us becoming friends again. I really don't know what to do or what any of this means. I think I just want my black indie goddess sister back. Mehhhh.

Anyways... I've been thinking lately. Trying to comprehend some things. For example, what would the music world be like if Jim Morrison or Janice Joplin hadn't died? What about Kurt Cobain or John Lennon? Just one of those weird questions I have floating around my head lately. I mentioned it to Andy and he promptly shut me down. He's good at that. GRR. He's pissing me off today. I'm not sure what it is but everything he says something stupid I just wanna cuss him out. I haven't, of course, but still. He makes me angry right now.

I got paid todayyyyyy. And they actually took taxes out of it this time. Score. I make the moneys! Sure, he gets paid tomorrow, but I still kick ass. Whoo!

My head, neck, and shoulders are uncomfortable today. I think I'm going to go. Let's see what I dream of tonight, eh?
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