all i want is a yes or a no. it's your call.
i fucked up my ankle while putting bowling balls away. haha what a lame ass.
i finished watching six feet under yesterday. it made me cry like a little girl.
happy birthday ANDY ZIRKLE. i hope you enjoy all the free lap dances you'll be getting.

i forgot to remember. . .

BG was fun this past weekend. thanks for going with me, sky.

i might go away to school. at least, i'd like to.

i'm off thursday, friday, and saturday this week which freakin' rocks.

she wants revenge is thursday. still not sure if i'm going. yet another thing i'd like to do.

i could go for a drink right about now.

paranoia is starting to set ( Read more... )

i fell ill at work two nights ago. i'm better now except for this massive headache i can't quite seem to shake.

apparently i have an eye for picking out celebrity likenesses from an obscure sketch. it makes me miss paint.

i thought i'd feel one hundred percent better in the long run, but now realize that there is only more waiting to be done. i'd ( Read more... )

for about two minutes this morning i actually considered killing my family. two minutes too long. sometimes i wish i could end them all. yea, because screaming and slamming the door repeatedly makes the situation better. real genius solution right there. as far as i'm concerned, they don't need to live. i'll spare the twins; they had nothing to do ( Read more... )

i finally feel the appreciation i feel i've deserved in the last four and a half years.

for the first time in my life, i am going to do what i've always dreaded. whether it's a yes or no, i will do it anyways.

i received so many compliments tonight that it has boosted my confidence ten fold.

we'll see how it goes.

working two jobs in a row is less than fun. one week left at the plus and then i'm off to school.
things have been weird in general. i think i might move out after all.
moon pies and cheap reisling is not the best way to go, by the way.

this weekend was lame.
i could feel my blood pressure rising.
don't you tell me how i feel . . .
you don't know just how i feel . . .

it's irritating to know that i was right and you didn't care about my feelings enough to tell me. don't be surprised if i'm annoyed with you for awhile. because i will be.

tomorrow i'm getting fucking drunk and not giving a shit about anything.

18 more days. . .

i hope i'm overreacting.

i do find that it is sometimes better to drink alone because you notice certain things. for instance, my eyes are a shade greener while in the process of drinking, a trait which i have never noticed before ( Read more... )