Master Cleanse Day 3

Well,


i'm still alive.

and still kickin' the cleanses' ass.

literally.

today was the worst day yet.
definitely started the detox symptoms.
was running to the bathroom a lot.
felt like I had the flu (which always makes me feel/act like a baby).
I was bitchy-ish. not all day. but i had a good bitch sesh with patrick.
he did most of the listening.

the day started around 10am with some internship calling me. but i need money so i'm ignoring them.
as i groggily creeped down the stairs to force myself to drink salt water i heard a familiar voice blaring from a computer.
some political dude with the worst voice. think top-40-dj voice mixed with nfl announcer and toss in a little extra popping blood vessels.
my first words were "that is really loud"
charlie was placed on the ron paul couch (appropriately) and patrick listens in from the screen door smoking down a cigarette.

I feel a bit more sensitive to sounds and smells.
I figured out a way to trick myself with the salt water.
If i prepare that and take a big gulp and then start preparing my "meal" for the day it is distracting.
So as I cut up my lemons I take a slug here and there.
I take big drinks to get it over with and found that the colder the water the less you taste the salt (but that last drink is very powerful).

So I took the bus to the american way thrift store and set myself with a budget of 8 dollars and some change.
I found a black cow stuffed animal with a nice soft hide I am going to use for a collar on a leopard print sweater that i'm going to change into a cardigan. i almost purchased something similar at sidecca.
The cow will be properly sanitized.
I bought three tee shirts for making tee shirt jewelry. I haven't tried it before so i'm stoked.
I also bought a hideous celestial vest with crescent moon buttons (will use for the cardigan)
and metallic innards. I would like to use the celestial print to customize some denim.
Also purchased some black dye so I can make my cut-off mom jorts black.

So after that the bitchfest began. It was 100 degrees out so, you know.
I went down into the garage to start a new project and I started sweating just sitting there.
so that enhanced bitch-a-palooza and i just laid in bed most of the day.
i did apply to some jobs, so don't judge too hard.

Left the house again around 8:30 and headed to the watering hole.
The jamaican place "Coley's" smelled wonderful.
I got a "hey mami" from some hispanic dude.
And saw the friendly rock-a-billy bouncer outside of the nobar.

After some light exercise without the sun blaring down I was in a better mental state.
Suzanne came over to make kandi for nocturnal and we also watched portlandia
and a bit of cremasters part I.
Had my delicious smooth move tea and here we are in the dungeon ready for Z time.

gnight <3