This weekend was the fucking man. Kendra is wicked cool, and we both like the same chips! She went with me to get pierced, but since some cunt stole her money, she couldn't get anything with me. I got a second nostril ring. I love it. :D Larry is the fucking man, he only charged me thirty bucks. It would have been cheaper, or free if I had ( Read more... )

Today I was woken up at eight by my alarm that I forgot to turn off. Goddammit. Todd's went off and the same time, though, making him late once again. After that I couldn't really get back to sleep quickly because I had a medium-sized hangover. Goddamn vodka. Love/hate relationship. Last night was my alcohol fix for this month. Once a month ( Read more... )

I feel excellent. This past month/few weeks has been awesome. Todd thinks my pills are a placebo, but I feel a fuck of a lot better, and if that's psychosomatic I don't really give a damn because at least it's working somehow. I think that was a runon ( Read more... )

Yay, Tracey's coming to visit me. :happy dance:

Oh yeah, I bought Todd a birthday present today. Muhahaha. I wrapped it at my mom's house this afternoon with Thomas the Train wrapping paper. :D He's going to want to open it now, but I'm going to make the fucker wait.

:maniacal laughter:

I'm so fucking itchy! I hate this. My legs are disgustingly bruised and scratched all to hell and it sucks. Goddamn winter/weather changes. I just want to scratch all my skin off, it'd feel so much better ( Read more... )

Today was one of those days where I was extremely contemplative. Except, it doesn't make me sick to my stomach anymore. I haven't been sick to my stomach due to emotional distress in about a week or two. My gas bill was extremely high this month; it was about forty dollars more than usual. Being sad really costs a lot. Or nothing at all. If ( Read more... )

I'm having fun playing with livejournal options. This fucking snow is horrid. Horrendous and vomitous ( Read more... )

As a whole, livejournal sucks. As for this moment in time, I miss it.

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New journal is located: none of your business. <^>

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