I'm stupid....

therefore I do stupid things. Sounds logical. Mountain out of mole-hill -- no one does it better than me. Sometimes I wish I could just shut my mind off and then my mouth would shut itself and I wouldn't say or do anything stupid. I do not think before I speak and I've learned again why I need to work on that. But what do you do when you just feel like something isn't right and while you're trying to put your finger on what it is that's wrong, you poke at something that was fine to begin with? Stupid, tommi. Bad, tommi.


In other news, I'm taking the freak show on the road. 80's night. pUnK vs. PrEp. I'll be sporting a pink and black mohawk, pink fishnets under my ripped jeans and huge earrings. Hopefully by now you've realized that I'm obviously going prep.... I keed... I keed.... It'll be fun times. I'm thinking of taking the show down to lucky's but I don't know that I'll meet their dress requirements...