If you steal my sunshine..!!

Alright, so I just quoted the late nineties stupid ass pop band Len! Guess what! I have that song on my "Bunnygrrrl <3s Spring!" playlist, and I still like it so buzz off ya haters. But so anyway, WOW it's really amazing what a little sun will do. I'm a Spring baby, so I grew up at the beach, outside playing softball, soccer, riding horses, and generally sun worshipping. I mean, this is until I hauled ass to NYC in the fall of 2001. Ever since then well let's just say I haven't been quite as healthy and happy and all frolicky and shit. I mean, to an extent, of course, I will always want to run around and be nuts, but most of the time now it's at night, and the weather in NYC, GODDAMN it sucks. Jesus holy christburger! Last Sunday I waded 3 blocks from my fucked up 2 hr subway ride (after 10 hours of shitty retail work), to my apt. I was soaked through to my skivvies, WITH and umbrella even, with fucking monsoon wind and rain, crying like a goddamn baby until I made it home. It was really ugly. Then it continued to be rainy and cold this whole week. It was really fucking with my internal clock and shit, I mean, after my birthday, sure you have some icky spring showers and shit, but really, I'm naturally ready for spring. I was hauling my ass to work everyday in this miserable weather and it was really making me feel like I couldn't take it anymore. I was hanging out by myself and just sleeping a lot. And I lost my iPod in drunken foolishness, and that is a MAJOR fucking deal for me. I cannot brave the NYC subways without music, oh man, it's not even an option.
BUT today, I have my day off, and the sun has busted out and it's beautiful and I feel like singing and smiling and shit! I got some iced coffee and I'm even going to buy a new gorge pink iPod nano!! Yayyyy!!! I don't even care I have to go to the dentist for the first time in 3 years tomorrow! I'm a ball of happy fun giggles! I'm going to shop for Mommy's Day today too, because I fucked up my Mom's birthday and she deserves better than that. You can imagine the kind of daughter I am..I mean well, I have a great relationship with her, but when it comes to dates and occasions and gifts, I'm a fucking retard. Anyway, all I care about is how great I feel with this fucking sunshine. The only other thing that kept me from throwing myself on the G train tracks was this: MY FAVORITE SHOW IN THE ENTIRE WORLD. FUCKITY HELL.



MY FAVORITE:
New York: " You're all a bunch of catty ass bitches!"

I'm sorry, I know this shit is basically the lowest form of entertainment. I hate that I love it, I really do, but GODDAMN those bitches are funny. Don't judge me.