Thursday, November 29, 2007


I think.

Fuck if my head isn't fucked up right now.

Last night I told you I was going to look for Edge. I really liked that guy, thought we had something going there.

I'd just spotted him at the Station when Horndog grabs me and hauls me over by the back door.

You are not going to fucking believe what he told me.

I always felt real good towards the guys for making sure I had a roof over my head, and food in my cupboards. Now I know how they were paying for all this shit.

THEY'VE BEEN SELLING ME! Fuckin Edge paid for the fuck. God damn it.
I don't give a rats ass about the guys charging and all, I'm just pissed they didn't tell me about it.

Don't know what I'm gonna do now. If I'm gonna do anything at all. Gotta think about that. What a headfuck.

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Hot Damn

I am so fucking happy right now. I FEEL GOOD, even though there ain't a specific reason I should.

I'm going out to the Station tonight, and I'm hoping to hook up with Edge. Or someone.

Yesterday was pretty much ate up with practice. We tried out some of the new songs I'd written, and they didn't suck near as bad as I expected them to. Digger even said he was impressed!

Now I'm off to scrounge for something to eat. I'd tell ya'll to fuck off, but I'm in too fucking good a mood for that.

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Mind your own fucking business!

What the fuck makes people think they can run other peoples lives???

You know, I'm minding my own damn business, buying some beer and frozen pizza's at the Safe-way, when some bitch of a woman comes up to me and tells me it's the Lord's day.

So I asked her if he wanted some pizza and beer too.

She makes a face at me and says that I should be home cooking a decent meal for my family and not indulging in sinful shit instead. Well, she didn't say shit, but you get my drift.

Who the fuck is she? The diet police?

And what fucking family would I be feeding?

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Fuck It!

Okay, I've fucking tried it your way, now I'm going to do it MY WAY.

I'm gonna party when I want. I'm gonna fuck when I want. I'm gonna do whatever the fuck I want to, you got that???

From now on, I'm gonna get out there and LIVE.

You don't like it? FUCK OFF!!!

Friday, November 23, 2007

Giving Thanks

Cause of a comment left yesterday, I got to thinking about what I'm thankful for.

Here's my list:
The guys.
Good friends that are always there for me. (Includes the guys too)
Renegade Evolution, and other people like her.
Dogs. I really love dogs.

Fuck, I really need some coffee.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Changed My Mind

I've decided that I'll tell you about the date another time.

I can hear ya cussing now. Well tough SHIT. This is my goddamned blog and I'll write what I want to here.

Today is Thanksgiving, and I thought I'd tell you what I'm going to be doing today.

Not much.

Moocher and Digger and me will go over to Horndogs. Some other people will show up that don't have anywhere else to be. We'll all pitch in and either bring something, or help cook something there.

There'll be a ton of food and drink, and music.


Wednesday, November 21, 2007


Just rolling in. Needs to get me some sleep. I'll tell ya'll about the date when I get up.

For now, I'll tell you it was FUCKING AWESOME.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Ya'll SUCK

So I'm taking a little time each day to visit these blogs around the internet. I'll stop and drop a comment if I like what the person has to say, or how they say it, ya know?

But I couldn't figure out the reaction I was getting from some people out there. Until one asshole tried to slide the insult past me, figuring cause I'm rough around the edges that means I'm stupid too.

So here's what I'm saying to all you ASSHOLES out there. By the time guys or chicks are nearing thirty you can bet your ass they've had sex before. Probably several times with several different people. THEY JUST DON'T TELL YOU ABOUT IT.

Me? I've got nothing to be ashamed of. I LOVE SEX!!! You got that? I absolutely love every part of it. And NO I'm not ready to settle down, so NO I'm not hooking up with one guy and one guy only yet.

So you men out there that would fuck any decent looking chick that offered, but get all bent out of shape cause I admit to fucking any decent looking guy I feel like, YOU CAN BITE MY ASS.

OH yeah, I see a world of difference between us, but it's not the same fucking thing you see. I'm the one thing you'll never be. I'M HONEST.

So get the fuck out of my blog and go fuck YOURSELVES.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

I'm a Clod

Don't get me wrong, I love men. But sometimes they can be, well, too THERE.

So we're playing last night, all of us crammed together on this tiny stage, and it's hard for me to move without bumping into Spaz or Horndog. Hell, one time I ran into one of Cool's drums.

So what was I saying? Oh yeah. Guys are checking me out, and I'm feeling really good about that, but I'm starting to feel trapped.

Then this one really big dude comes and stands right in front of me. Almost made me forget my words cause he's almost tall enough to look me in the eyes and I'm a couple feet off the floor.

We get done with that song, and the big guy leans towards me. THAT'S when it happened. I felt like all the air in the room was sucked out.

Big guy is saying something but I can't hear him cause all I can hear is my breathing.

Then he reaches for me. Fuck me. I made this strange "Eeep" sound and backed up real fast. Right into Cool's cymbal stand. The stand, the cymbals and me all went crashing to the floor. I flopped around for a bit before Digger gave me a hand up.

Pretty slick, huh? Gave everybody a good laugh except for Big Boy who was lookin kind of put out.


Friday, November 16, 2007

Gig Tonight

We're playing at a new place tonight. Not a big bar, but real popular. Since we're cramped on stage space, we're leaving a lot of the effects gear here at home.

Last night's party was THE BEST. And I want to tell Danny and Mischa BEST OF EVERYTHING!!!!!

I kind of fucked up getting her that pin. The other people got her fancy underwear and sex toys. She looked a lot happier getting the dildo's than she did the pin.

Which made me take a closer look at Danny. Hard to tell, but he looked big enough in his jeans, to do the trick.

But the best part of the night came when Spin introduced me to this fucking HUNK. Guy goes by Edge, and I could see why. Really sharp.

And I gots to take him home with me. ME.

I actually want to see him again. Who knew?

Thursday, November 15, 2007

You Know you Want to

Cool and some of the other guys are picking up the tab tonight for Danny and Mischa's engagment party.

I found this funky little pin made up of watch guts as a gift for Mischa. I've never seen anything like it, and for some reason I really like it.

Digger asked all of us to play for free, and I reminded him I was a little short on rent money. For some fucking reason he just smiled at me, said "don't worry" and that was that.

Heading out in about five minutes. I'm dressed for success in a short skirt and T. Got my ankle boots with the clunky heels on, and I'm ready to ROCK.


Just saw the title of this post and I can't remember why I wrote it. HA!

Oh OW!

Got an email yesterday from a fan of mine. He told me I was an "Ignorant, foul mouthed, whore."

And here I thought I was losing my touch!

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

It's Your Day!

Happy B-Day Bitch!

Now I've got to tell you, even I don't always know how to take this chick. For the most part I think she's just fucked in the head.

But I dropped by her site and found out that today is her birthday, so I'm gonna wish her a happy one, and direct all of you over to the land of odd to give her a big WaHoo for her 28th: Scorpios Love to Fuck

Check him OUT

WaaHOOOOOO! I've got me a picture of Digger!!! And he doesn't know it!!!!

You all want to see what he looks like? Fuck yeah, ya do!

Here he is:

What do ya think? Not bad huh? Except for that FUCKING UGLY SHIRT.

Course, he's like a brother to me so I'd never fuck him.
Least, I don't think I would.


Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Mornings Suck


You know what? You can all just FUCK OFF!

Well, except for that guy over there. He's looking pretty tasty right now. Think I'll go see what he's up to.

Home Sweet Home

So I don't always know what day it is. The guys let me know when we're practicing, or have a gig, so I don't have to fucking trouble with that.

But I do know I love my home, sweet home. I never know who I'm going to find here, and more often than not, it's someone I want to fuck.

How many of you can say that huh?

Take tonight. I came in around ten to change for drinks over at Moochers. And BAM, I run right into this guy coming out of my kitchen. Totally hot. Hell, we didn't even talk to each other, just started tearing off each other's clothes.

Fuck me, he was a wild ride.

Just saw him out the door and felt like telling all of you to FUCK OFF! I had me some GREAT FUCKING SEX and you're sitting at home fucking reading about it.

I'm talking to you Horndog.

Monday, November 12, 2007


I met this really cool lady yesterday in my wanderings. She goes by Renegade Evolution and she's got a lot of interesting things to say. I really love how she sticks up for other women.

Horndog, guys, if you visit her and give her any shit I will fucking castrate you. YOU HEAR ME?

So here's where you can find her Renegade Evolution

Play nice guys, I like her.

Too Much Time

What the fuck do people DO with all this TIME on their hands? I've practiced til my fingers about fall off, I've written three new songs that I HATE, and I've decided I don't like the fancy FUCKING mustard, but absolutely LOVE the regular yellow one.

I've also started looking around at other people's blogs to see what in the HELL they're talking about.

Okay, so I've found some real interesting things out there, and some people that maybe I'd like to get to know better. But I've also found a bunch of nutzoids.

Shit, it's just now going on 12:30 and I'm thinking about going to bed. Alone, no less. That really SUCKS.

There was one guy I read today though, that got me hot just with his writing. He'd probably kill me in person, but I'd sure like to give him a try.

Sunday, November 11, 2007


I started writing this at 11, so I guess that counts.
My father was a war buff. Told my brothers and me stories all the time. Maybe it's not something you should be raising your kids to, but he did alright by us. Got me to thinking that there's more of a war going on every day, then you read about in the news.

All I've got to say is, I hate fucking war. Dad say's they're necessary, and I won't go against the man, but still. Good people die. Wives and mothers die. Innocents die. Children die.

So for all of them, and for the men and women in uniform, here's my tribute:

Saturday, November 10, 2007

This Ever Happen to You?

I was bar hopping with a friend of mine who’s a male prostitute. He’s a married guy that cheats on his wife with both men and women, and sells himself to men. We were at this one dive bar, and a guy came up to me and asked if I had any “works”. I told him “not on me”.

My friend pulls me aside and asks me what “works” are. I tell him, “stuff to shoot up with”. You know, inject drugs right into your bloodstream.

My friend about pops a vein he’s so pissed off at me.

Go figure.

Friday, November 2, 2007


We're playing tonight, and the boys have given me a DRINK LIMIT.
THREE! Now what the fuck is that all about?

Three fucking drinks. And that includes any after party I might go to.

AND they're dividing up their time so one of them is always with me. IS THAT INSANE OR WHAT?

FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Okay, so I was partying pretty hard there, but I don't think there's anything wrong with that, every once in a while, ya know?

So I come walking in to my place, and damned if Digger wasn't waiting for me. He took me over to Horndogs and the rest of the guys were there and they TALKED to me about all this drinking and such I was doing and how I was taking it too far when I started missing practice and all.

Pissed me off.

But I've had a few days to think about it now and the guys had a point.

Doesn't mean I want to be awake at fucking nine in the morning though.