Hey. It's my Birthday.

Okay. That previous LJ entry now relates to the entire weekend.
And Sunday has just friggin begun. Whoa, buddy.

Holy shit. That was pretty damn rediculous right there.

Holy shit. Simplify. Probably the best advice I've gotten lately.
Heart on my sleeve. Kind of, with some. But that could be bad.
I need to listen to my anthem again. It's been too damn long.
Damn, I'm not doing my job. Simplifying could help.

I would take every last bit of your unhappiness, if you would let me.
You're in my prayers.

Possibly the worst and best part of the weekend was sitting out on the patio, and having a great conversation with Jenna. This conversation evoked just raw emotion, and I just started shaking, and I couldn't control it at all. I can't explain it, but maybe it was because I had it built up and it finally released ( Read more... )

I've decided what my phenomenal something is.
And no, Amanda, I won't wait for it.

I don't know how you would define this behavior ( Read more... )

Every day I'm looking more and more like an amoeba ( Read more... )

I need to go write some more. Which I probably will in a little bit ( Read more... )