When we were young my grandfather had this old rusty mustang in the driveway. He used to tell us stories about the Mustang events he would attend. I’m not real sure how the car ended up turning into such a piece of junk considering he sure had a lot of nice things to say about it.

I used to drive a 1972 Volkswagen Beetle, and I tell ya, that thing was my pride and joy. I wish it had never started breaking down on me. I love having my reliable new beetle, but seriously that was the coolest car ever. And the memories, sigh. I wish we hadn’t even sold it, I mean we traded it in toward my new beetle and they gave us all of FIVE HUNDRED dollars. We paid about $2k for it to begin with, it just doesn’t seem worth it at all to me. Especially considering the great condition it was in, unlike my grandfather’s mustang.

It didn’t help that my brother and his friend decided to fill it full of bullet holes with my brother’s bee bee gun. I don’t know how on earth Eric ended up with a bee bee gun because quite honestly he is the last child that I would give one too. I can’t be too hard on him though because he did actually use it for good. We had this cousin, who was a habitual liar, he was mean, and now that we’re grown he turned out to be a really, really horrible awful disgusting person (imagine that!). Anyhow, apparently my brother shot him right in the stomach. I can’t remember it cause I was much too young, but man, I would pay a lot of money to have that on tape. That guy is probably my least favorite person on earth.

I still have ZERO motivation/inspiration for any layout creation on either of my sites. This slightly disturbs me. I’ve never ever been one to force myself to design something (unless it’s for work) when I have no idea or no spark. The reason for this is that something will turn out to be my very best work when I’m really inspired. Take this layout for example, I dunno about you but I really love how the header image came out.

The story behind it, is obviously that my ex-boyfriend Paul was an intravenous drug addict who just about ruined everything I’d worked so hard for. Since this theme is over a year old though, we hadn’t even hit our all time low, the one that made me throw my hands up and say I just can’t do this anymore. Anyhow, one day I was at work and he called me on my lunch break. Actually, I think we were broken up at this point – drug use, of course. We were still talking and all, probably shouldn’t have bothered “breaking up” as things didn’t really change. I could tell that he was riding around with someone, then I realized it was a girl. Then I realized they were driving around to get drugs. This made me so, so angry because the whole reason I broke up with him was that I wanted him to get clean. And here he was going to get drugs WITH SOME GIRL, no less. I hung up on him and cranked my radio that was coincidently enough playing “Bad Habit” by The Dresden Dolls.

As soon as I got back to work I sat down at my computer, opened photoshop and cranked this out within a couple of hours. You should definitely listen to the song.

progesterone, anyone?

So after all that excitement and hope over my tax return, I ended up getting screwed, just as I thought I would. I’m still pretty bummed about it as I had really high hopes for getting a large chunk of money back. Turns out I owe about $4,000, plus the $300 that H&R Block charged me to even file the damn thing. She said it’s because there was “so much activity.” Okay, it’s not my damn fault that you guys couldn’t figure out how the hell to do it and it ended up taking a week!

I’m sad to report that I won’t be replacing my Rebel XTi anytime soon. I guess it’s something I’ll have to save up for. Maybe I’ll actually use it then.