Who wants to be my moral compass?

Any takers? I could really use the help.

I never used to need it.

Sigh.

Why WHY must there be so many bugs in Orlando?

I fucking HATE Florida. I'm moving to Boston. This is bullshit.

How am I going to sleep? It's LURKING under my bed.

And an ant was on my hand. I think it was an ant..

Bastard.

FUCK.

I feel sick
I feel scared
I feel ready
And yet unprepared

I don't think I can do it.

But I don't think I have any other choice.

Here's to another weekend I'm going to spend in my room being annoyed with the universe.

Though I should work on some homework, and go to Food Not Bombs and the Peace Walk.

Whatev. I have earned a weekend of laid back fun.

Yet here I am.

Damn it.

-A

"Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, but backwards and in high heels." :p

RIP, Ann Richards.

Anyone heading down to South Florida that wants to pick me up along the way will be given hugs and sexual favors gas money.

<3
-A

PS..
I was KIDDING about the sexual favors. Relax.

So life is good.

Sam and I are back together. Long talk to ensue, but sweet.

Classes kicked ass.

Got a job (not a great one, but its money).

Cool roomies.

Lilly rules.

So once more, life is good.

Happy!

How weird.. :p

-A

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I think that, from sheer emotional trauma alone, I have shaved fifteen to twenty years off of my life today.

But, if everything is as I assume it is..

Life is great.

Eternal thanks to Daniel for being the best friend anyone could ever ask for, especially someone as difficult as me.

-A

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