There are 3 more days of class left.
My thumb and pointer finger on my left hand are raw.
I should do something about that.
I thought I was losing vision in my left eye last nite. I still have no idea why.
I am counting down the days until the Bahamas.

11....

I now live in what used to be a dining room ( Read more... )

I'm really am quite the fucking lunatic. If I ever learn to think before I speak that day might be a happier one for alot of people. I can honestly say I never know what the hell is going to come out of my mouth. And then when I have a chance to think about what I actually said I realize that I sound like a complete basketcase or bitch most of ( Read more... )

It's the beginning of the time where everything is confusing. The clock said 3:36 an hour and half ago easy, yet it still blinking it over and over. People you have barely talked to in years call you at one in the morning and expect an infinity with you. You are fully aware that you are having a conversation with someone but hear absolutely ( Read more... )

This piece of jewelry is out to get me. I have been working on a piece about casino culture. It's a signage piece worn as a pin... it's supposed to capture the idea that they draw you in but rarely give you the prize. It's simply stated with "Everyone's a winner" and "sucker" is lightly printed behind, plus some jazzy plexi glass and slick ( Read more... )

Friday ( Read more... )

October 1st let the countdown begin...My birthday is on sunday. I don't really care except for the promises of visits from the three wise men, gurry, catherine and dane. I don't think my dad even remembers it's my birthday. It's also Mona's birthday this weekend, so so far my weekend is looking something like this, party drink, party drink, party ( Read more... )

It started with Thursday/Poker nite as it always does, I thought I was just dandy enough to walk home at 3:30 am by myself but apparently jon and tina did not. So I stayed the nite and at 11:30 am the next day made my exit fashionably late. I have come to believe I have slept in tina's bed more than she has. Bedtime: 4:00 something. Friday: ( Read more... )

i'm drunk so excuse this this entry....i'm poor and i feel like i haven't eaten in days..i have the hiccups, but i have just bent down outside the fridge and feasted on cold ground beef, dill pickles and pre-packed cheese. that's welfare food. i'm ridiculous. but the sad part is that my circle of friends is falling apart. i can't wait to see you ( Read more... )

This week gives a whole new meaning to disarray. There have been so many steps forward that I have only come to trip on and fall 12 steps back. My apartment situation has given me a migraine and an over-all shitty attitude. All i want to do is sleep and right when the opportunity to presents itself i'm only awakenend by an alarm clock set for ( Read more... )