Yesterday I went to the Transit & Title Fight show, which reminded me again about how punk rock kids are way more laid back than the anabolic HC kids. I felt relaxed, enjoyed myself and felt as if I could be myself.
I think I even gained a new friend that night.


Tonight I bought leek and on the way home it fell out of my bag, how stupid. I even walked back to look for it and I found it. What a girl's gotta do to get her 17-cent worth leek back. Yep, living the poor life again.
Living on food I stole from work and going to shows I actually can't afford. Hmmmmm :)