It's funny that I just talked about my old best friend and she emails me. We used to joke that we could read each others minds, because we always new what the other was thinking/feeling, etc, maybe it was true. I miss her more than words can say, but I'm not affected by our loss, the way I used to be. Acceptance is golden ( Read more... )

I hate the memory loss! I feel like I've had a significant drop in IQ. Should I even be aloud to drive?

Jeeze.

I know that I've grown because I went to see my (old) best friends myspace, and I no longer felt hurt to not have her in my life. This illness has made me realize that those who are worth keeping around, will still be around no matter what trivial bullshit goes on in our lives. Even though it sucks at least my priorities are straight now. I don't ( Read more... )

I managed to get a few things done today, and i'm not overly exhuasted, but now that I am typing my fingers are in pain. The prednisone seems to be working it's course and I can function better, but I'm not sure that I am comfortable with the side effects, especially the adrenal insufficiency. At what cost do I want to feel better ( Read more... )

it's been a while since i've been remotely active on lj, i kinda missed it ( Read more... )

i have to go back to cocoa this weekend to work, and i'm mentally exhausted with the clubs there. i wish that linda wasn't such a hard ass, and would let me come back to body shots. dancing has always been such a in limbo thing for me. i am so fucking good at the hustle, and the money that i make is outrageous. i just get so flustered and tired, i ( Read more... )

apparently, getting your purse stolen means nothing to asshole toyota parts managers, not even if you have a police report. i tried to get a key cut today, and normally at a nice dealership, they understand that when you get your purse stolen, it usually means that you will have no source of identifying yourself, except for that trusty police ( Read more... )

i'm moving in with my friend jax, until we move to boston in febuary. i'm excited to do this, and yet frightened beyond belief. i'm a creature of comfort, and all of this is so out of my comfort zone. i only live once, and it's something that i need to do. besides a new city and new people will benefit me. i'm stagnant here. there is too much ( Read more... )

is it just me, or does life repeat itself over and over. i'm unemployed..sort of, and i am stressed to the max. i have no boyfriend, and that doesn't bother me, but the thought of being alone like this forever, really does ( Read more... )

i'm thinking about going back to school ( Read more... )