All the good ones are already married. Or the good ones I actually wanted, anyway.

I have to put this somewhere ( Read more... )

I must admit that the status update function on Facebook takes most of my short updates and I almost forgot about you, dear LiveJournal ( Read more... )

I need a part time job. I want to wait tables. I have experience. I know jobs are hard to come by but if any of you guys work at a place that would hire little ol' me for a few nights a week that would be just GRAND!

Also, still confused. Noooo big deal.

I guess these things are never as simple as they seem to begin with. I am going to chalk this intensification of weird feelings up to Aunt Flo. She makes me think crazy people thoughts ( Read more... )

It feels good to wake up early and feeling well on a Saturday. I spent last night eating Zaxby's and watching TV with good ol' Lupo, then some DVD watching at my house by myself. I didn't mind. In fact, I enjoyed it ( Read more... )

Stephen and I broke up again. I guess this time it's for good. I suppose it was time for us to go our separate ways, but adjusting to being alone is going to be hard. I love him and will miss him because he has been my best friend for the last year and a half. I don't know why I'm writing this here.

I've had bizarre dreams for the last two nights. They weren't strange in that way that dreams can take you to places that couldn't exist. These were more realistic. And one of them took me to one of the last places I'd ever want to be: a Christian reform camp ( Read more... )

That special time of crazy is taking over my thoughts... why must I be a crazy for about three days out of every month? I suppose it struck today because I am spending time alone for the first time in a while ( Read more... )

The other day I was in the checkout line at Kroger and the girl in front of me had one of those rolling basket things that bum ladies always have. It was full of giant bags of oranges and apples and what not. I decided that she lives in one of those big houses full of hippies where they all share grocery shopping duties. I'm not sure why I came to ( Read more... )