I am really feeling all the updates lately. I've been blogging every day, which was a problem during the month of June when the thought of livejournal was completely unamusing. I guess I just have a little more time ( Read more... )

I'm all moved in! Finally ( Read more... )

I just want people to know that there is a reason I don't comment on entries where people are very depressed. It isn't because I'm lazy or really self-centered. It's because I never know what to say. And when I try to be sympathetic or uplifting, I end up making things worse. In order to demonstrate this, I have constructed an educational diagram ( Read more... )

The queen is mad at me again (the queen being my mother). This morning I woke up bright and early to apply at a bakery a couple of blocks away from my house, since they had a sign on the door saying that the were looking for counter-help. In other words, part-time job heaven ( Read more... )

You know what I can't stand? People who try really hard to be deep and poetic if they aren't. I love books with really rich, poetic metaphors, but I never would never try to write like that because it's not who I am and I'm not good at it. I look through all these "emo" blogs and I see everyone is trying so hard to use words in new and innovative ( Read more... )

Well I wish LJ would stop sucking ass. I'mgoing to copy this entry before I hit "update", because there is no doubt in my mind that LJ would zap this sucker right up ( Read more... )

I finally got back on the icon bandwagon. No spoilers because... just because. Clickie!

( 3 Center Stage + 3 HP PoA )

I just realized I've been posting in my other journal, the one my real life friends can see, instead of this one. I actually went two weeks without an entry, which is odd for me ( Read more... )

So alst night sucked royally. I had to go to LiPAC for a double ballet to finish up 'Waltz', and we ended up setting off one of the directors. Well, I've just about fucking had it. I have pictures from 3:30 to 10:00pm on Friday. That's the day of my regents and though the whole thing I'm going to be thinking of all that stuff I have to do. Doesn't ( Read more... )

How is it that I something always comes up on those gorgeous, sunny days? I think that as soon as Lee Goldberg (my local weatherman) says it's going to be a "sunny, energetic day", my intestines spaz out and cause me to throw up everywhere. And although I love sleep and just adore projectile vomiting (insert sarcasm for those who may be slow), I ( Read more... )