The house next door is for sale. That means that whoever moves in might be my neighbors for the REST OF MY LIFE. Maybe not, but maybe so. I find this really stressful... I have no control over it. I'm trying, though. Whenever I see unsavory types looking at the house(a woman in a white sweatshirt emblazoned with an American flag and her mullet ( Read more... )

I went to the circus today. I liked the trick poodles the best. The end ( Read more... )

As a practicing Bipolar person myself, is it okay if I laugh at this letter written to the editor of the local newspaper ( Read more... )

I don't know why I like reading so much about existentialism lately. It rather depresses me. Except for today ( Read more... )

Let's see... with the newly infected lung and ear, the tally is now up to FIVE infections within a month and a half. My body is a bastard and I hate it.

2005 in review ( Read more... )

I've been ignoring this journal because, man, it got depressing and weird ( Read more... )

Yesterday it was set in stone, it seemed, that I would wake up today and check myself into the hospital. Mom and Dad came and collected Kyle, James even bought me new plain underwear because I hate stripping down in front of the hospital people to reveal lacy panties--it seems so absurd ( Read more... )

(Personal correspondence as journal entry? This is what is going on with my life, why write it twice ( Read more... )

I wrote about so many bad things last week, I kept telling myself to make a point to write about something good. There was some good. Plenty of good moments. And now last week seems far away to me! Time, I'm terrible with time, it stretches and bends in strange ways. I'll just say that all the good moments could be summed up in one little word and ( Read more... )