So about twenty minuets ago I was really depressed. Like ready to buy a $300 purse that I really can't afford now depressed. However, the stash in our house is so potent that a few hits later. I'm still angry, but much less depressed. And it's making me think, maybe this is just what's supposed to happen. Maybe this (therapeutic) chain of events ( Read more... )

Butterflies and cold sweat ( Read more... )

The Scenest thing I do is that I have two shirts, long sleeved with thumb holes. And I liked that look when it first came out, when I was in high school, a long ass time ago. I'm sick of going to concerts and people looking at me funny bacuse one of the following reasons ( Read more... )

Things would be so much easier if I could just disappear.

Let me know that I've done wrong ( Read more... )

Fifty five bucks = seven new CD's. Not my best, but still slightly impressive. One of the more eclectic selections I've had too. A Rockapella album from 2000 that I got for $3.99, Thursday:War all the Time, got it used for eight bucks, the new Jamie Cullum (I told you it was eclectic, and it gets better), a Tooth and Nail Records sampler signed by ( Read more... )

My parents house is surreal to me. It's like I know that at some point I used to live here but I'm not really sure about what happened during that time ( Read more... )

I don't remember the last time I really cried. I could have really cried tonight ( Read more... )

Yes I am. . . I ate waaaaay too much today. A bowl of cereal, a odwalla fruit smoothie at work, a small can of V8 a turkey sandwich (that was mostly spinach) and a slice of wheat bread. Gross. . .
Update 9:30: Celery stalk and one peanut butter kiss, yes, cow I know.

I spent about thirty minutes today in front of the mirror holding in my stomach and stretching so that it was flat. It was so pretty. . .