I'm updating from a public library. Oooh TRASHY! I feel so gross, inside and out. I don't really want to go to work, and they are playing frank sinatra here, and Love & Marriage just came on

I fucking hate

love & Marriage

And this mouse is fucked up. SO fucked up. I give up, man. The rest of this entry is just gonna be in italics. 
*cleans out mouse*

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You know, I do love strategy. Over the past four days, I've made a gigantic (2 poster boards wide) map of Europe, colored in every medieval territory (well over a hundred) and 15 large country groups of those territories. I've made 5 period characters and all this bullshit for me and my little sisters to pretend to conquer all of Europe in the year ( Read more... )

Since I quit Red Lobster, my life has been like a thousand times a thousand times better. Even though school is slightly kicking my ass, even though I'm packed, my social life has been relatively ablaze ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning and just lay there. I turned on U2's the Joshua Tree and poured some water from a pitcher into a mug and drank it. I thought about everything--why I wanted to get out of bed, first of all. On days when I have time to think, this is my biggest problem. Why do I want to get out of bed? What do I live for ( Read more... )

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I never write in this thing about real actual things that are going on in my life, so here goes:

1. The Lobster is Kill'd

I gave my two weeks notice tonight. But it won't really be two weeks. It'll be a week and a day. But still, not a day too soon. As a matter of fact, if I could have just quit tonight and never gone back to that place, I would have ( Read more... )

It was snowing floaty snowflakes and I walked out into the courtyard, or whatever you'd call it. It was a hole in a square building. It was mirrored plate-glass windows surrounding a few stumpy junipers. I was at some (east? Not east. I don't know where it was) High School for a debate trip and I was fifteen years old. Lindsay was off somewhere, ( Read more... )

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This weekend I was back in (one of) my hometown(s), Olean, NY. I was four, five, and six there, both my parents went to high school (and met each other) there, and my grandparents lived there. The funeral was amazing...as catholic funerals have been, in my experience. St. Mary's of the Angels is an AMAZING church, absolutely beautiful. The incense ( Read more... )