man, if today's high is ninety-two, why is it only EIGHTY-TWO? I WANT TO GO SWIMMING.

i am powerless over the fickle nebraska weather, and my life has become unmanageable.

i want more music. don't really care what. preferably something cool. and lots of it. please suggest songs for me to download. reply asap.

so i took a cab for the first time today. that was insanely expensive. actually, i didn't have enough money and i had to run into the house and get more. $22.80 for something that cost no more than a dollar in gas. fucking bullshit, man. public transportation can kiss my ass.

i woke myself up last night because i was talking in my sleep and then i started yelling. i kept yelling after i woke up, until i realized "hey, i'm yelling." i don't remember what i was yelling about, but i'm sure it was cool.

made plans with wendy to go out for coffee and check out the noon meeting at hope.

met my probation officer - i love him. and peed in a cup.

set up the pool; it's filling up as we speak. tomorrow, after i finish my last class for the quarter, i can relax in the water and get some sun. and some skin cancer.

life is good.

lacey: if you have a good outfit, you need to make sure everyone sees it
lacey: even if that means the people you see everyday get to see it for like three days

lacey: ick... once i was swimming in my great grandparents' lake with my mouth open and a little piece of wood floated in there and i pulled it out and there were maggots on it
trisha: OH MY GOD THATS FUCKING GROSS.
lacey: sorry
trisha: that's okay.
lacey: yeah, i think i threw up
trisha: oh, that's good.

i meet with my p.o. today. and if i work my ass off tonight, the pool should be up by tomorrow. tomorrow=the last day of classes until july 14. i think we're gonna bring my car up this weekend. i haven't driven for like, nine months or something. i hope the piece of shit still runs. i need to call wendy and make plans for tomorrow, cos i have ( Read more... )

i'm talking to tiffany's little sister about modest mouse on msn. uhm, so yeah. today i smoked an utterly repulsive number of cigarettes, so much so that my lungs feel as though they are caving in. i'll cut back tomorrow. and by tomorrow, i don't mean the day after today, i mean the figurative tomorrow, the one that never really comes. robbyn ( Read more... )

man, i don't want to go to my meeting. i'm so exhausted. and my fingers are numb.