Yeah, LiveJournal is dead these days. I think it's clear that every single post from now on will be a picture post, because I'm stuck in MySpace mode. And mommy mode, as my thoughts are scrambled and I can barely form clear sentences, muchless spell them.

Oh well.


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In that, I'm completely fascinated by my child and talk mostly about her. I spend my down time watching Scrubs reruns with Paul and cleaning my bathrooms ( Read more... )

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So yeah. I'm right across the river from Jersey now. Lots of sirens are going off. I'm thinking if one of those oil refineries blows, I'm pretty much fucked.

Hmm, well. Fuck everybody.

You Have a Choleric Temperament
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Downside: I'm not feeling very well at all and I'm extremely bored. And my boyfriend hasn't been photogenic since he was about seven ( Read more... )

You know it sucks when you repeatedly forget your own birthday ( Read more... )

Your 2005 Song Is
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I guess constant hurt feelings are just a part of life. But I thought that a person grows out of that more as an adult, not into it. Strange and unfair.

And I'm pretty much done with this shit.