Alright, since I have about two hours before I can actually accomplish most of the stuff on my to-do list, let me fill you in on what I’ve been doing, besides laying odds on the next celebrity to kick it.
How about a photo essay? If you’re not following me on Twitter (see the little bar to the right), you’re missing out on most of my inane goings-on, as well as the occasional interesting photo. Let me clip the rest off here, so you don’t have to see any pictures if you don’t want to. Reminder, some are NSFW.
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Most recently, I have been breaking my ass while rollerskating at 4am on asphalt.
That’s me, keeping it classy. This one, from the night of the wipe-out, is less well-lit but cuter-ish.
The pride and penalties for being a derby girl.
Okay, well, I haven’t actually been doing derby recently. Since my last post, I got into a bit of a downward spiral of bad behavior, only to bring myself out of it, only to go back down. It’s been a helluva six months guys, on the whole.
Let me summarize, with photos. In reverse chronological order, I have been:
Fired from this place:
(Okay, not that particular one, but still.)
Did a bit of modeling for Dr. Sketchy’s:
Spent some time suffering from mild depression and anxiety, hanging around my house watching this House:
And was my best friend’s maid of honor, with this kick-ass hairdo:
And those were pretty much the highlights of June (the first 3), May, April, and March, in that order.
I did other things, sure, but those are the most interesting pictures I put on Twitter.
I didn’t get the funding I needed to go to grad school just yet, so I’m deferring entry another year– I did get accepted into Durham and Bristol, however. So, yays?
Other trifles: I developed and (mostly) overcame a drinking problem, I got my hopes up and down a few times in regards to the unfairer sex, I went to a shrink and got on meds briefly (until they got me fired, really), I filed for unemployment, and I ultimately decided to move down to New Orleans in September.
So, enough boring personal shit, how about that Celebrity Death Bingo?!
