urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:woodenpecker yo' ball-headed grammaw woodenpecker 2005-09-01T16:38:17Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:woodenpecker:414 2005-09-01T16:11:33Z 2005-09-01T16:38:17Z printers printing. fax machines beeping. lawyers bitching. "Oh, I love you, Raymond! I love you more than anything in this whole world! I love you even more than my own filthiness! More than my hair color! Mm, God, I love you more than the sound of bones breaking, the sound of death rattle. Even... even more than my own shit do I love you, Raymond!" <br /> good words to open a live journal with, i think. <br /><br />this isn't really a journal. i already keep one of those--you know, the kind that's made out of paper and you write about all your deep, dark secrets in? no one wants to read that shit. trust me. <br /><br />i'm going through a trash and camp phase right now. to indulge this, i have been thinking about halloween. last year i was a slutty spacewoman. a guy wearing chaps and a cowboy hat at the gay costume party (lee's palace; i got in underage due to a typo on my study permit) dubbed me interplanet janet, so i stuck with it. i had hair back then, so i was able to make one of those fun lolita-cheerleader high ponytails and grease it down with pink hairgel. <br /><br />the costume was boffo, if i do say so myself. i was going to make it a yearly tradition, but that's no fun. so i think this year i'll be either Columbia from rocky horror or connie marble from pink flamingos. connie would be easier, but columbia would be awfully fun. <br /><br />tomorrow i work my last day at the boring (but high paying) 9-5 office job i've had all summer and immediately afterwards, head back to T.O. maybe i'll bleach my hair white or something to celebrate my emancipation from the Man.