Hey guys. Well I’m up and about. The headache is still there but very dull and it’s allowing me to function at least. Daddy took me out to get some stuff for my fish tank. We got it a air filter and stuff and hopefully the alge will lesson soon. I had a tetra die this morning. The annoying thing about going out was we went to a new pet store in the town. It was all reptiles mostly. They did have some cute ferrets. Now…I’m not TOO afraid of snakes. My dad went rattle snake hunting alot and kept one in an aquarium in the garage. You’d think I feel relatively safe around them concidering none of these are poisoness or anything and they can’t get to me. The stupid pet store owner points me at a boa in an aquarium and tells me that she’s laying eggs. I glance over…don’t see anything. He says…look in back you can see the little leathery pouches they are coming out in. So I lean in and look and the asshole pulls a string and this huge plastic spider flyies out at me from the self. I didn’t scream but I was NOT happy. This wouldn’t have even been so bad if I hadn’t had a dream the night before where I’d gotten bitten by a snake that wouldn’t let go. DAMN. I walked out of the store and said under my breath “God will get you back for what you have done.”
In other interesting news I went to the mailbox the other day to see if there was any cool mail from fans and stuff. I got two pieces of fan mail. Now…I LOVE fan mail. Especially when someone sends it snail mail…but I open this one envolope and in it is this form letter that says “Dear Kimiko…I love watching you in all your films. I know your busy on your tour but when you have time could you send me an autographed picture?” This is not unsual. Normally they say “I love watching all your porn movies….” UG! You’d think they’d at least take a second to look and find out about me before they sent me mail. Course I guess if they thought I was pretty enough to get a picture from I shouldn’t be bitching but still. Sometimes I think they are just trying to make money off of us. They get our picture and then sell them to people. I’ve had guys write and ask me to sign notecards with my autograph. Cool in that famous way….uncool in that “i’m starving here…could I profit on my own image please…thanks.”