My aunt wanted to go shopping I guess, with my grandmother and my mother.  My mother is telling me this, adding, "She probably wants to go shopping with pleasant people."  Except, well, she really isn't.  Mom is under this misguided notion that everything wrong with the world is other people.  Anything they do is wrong, anything they want is ( Read more... )

I had a nightmare and I can't go back to sleep.  Not only did it take place in a familiar home, but it involved a zombie.  I don't do zombies.  They chase and chase and they don't die and so they continue chasing and there's no rest and apparently my dreams have decided that they also cannot be held by doors.  And so, in my completely unreasonable ( Read more... )

My favorite thing about Livejournal is reading through random journals.  Especially through the "Writer's Block" answers, where you can see the differences in people's minds.  You can see, side-by-side, the way people think differently and look at a question from a different angle.  I like how people have such different styles of writing.  It's so ( Read more... )

Because no one reads this journal anyway.  And because it's on my mind.

People with goals turn me on.  No joke, I listened to someone talk about his aspirations and it was really hot.  The people I fall for tend to be goal-oriented and driven.  Looks don't matter so much, except the look in their eyes when they talk about what they want from life.

I ( Read more... )

So, if you have an ex, who then goes on to date one of your friends, it's really difficult.  Especially if he's a dick, and she's nice, and you know all this, and now he knows you both. Carnally. So, here I am now, with a dick ex-boyfriend with a small cock and what I believe to be a very nice, and increasingly passive-aggressive friend.  I don't ( Read more... )

The odds of having a given four-digit number occur when chosen randomly are one in ten thousand.  Today, the New York lottery four digit number was the same for both midday and evening drawings.  Things like this make me wonder if those stupid little balls blowing around in their tubes are actually random.  But seriously, a number that has been ( Read more... )

In light of A-Rod's recent confessions regarding poor decision-making, and how he shouldn't be taken seriously since he's 'roided up like all the other MLB greats of the late 90s, I figured I'd post this enlightening conversation.  I'm going to skip the beginning, which is where I state my thesis:  that the Yankees aren't the best team in the MLB, ( Read more... )

...my laptop pretty much shit the bed.  AKA the monitor is shot.  And by "shot" I mean "the screen inverter needs to be replaced"  By the way, I don't know how to do that, nor do I really want to on this dinosaur, because I'll get a new one before I'll spend $70 on a part.  Y'know, when I can afford it (read: "never").  And, I want to back up some ( Read more... )

In elementary school, and junior high, and high school, and college we wrote resumes.  Why?  No freaking clue.  Something about preparing us for high school/college/the real world.  Uh huh, well.  Nothing they taught us has ever applied.  Except for the name-at-the-top part.  That was pretty consistent across the board.  But that whole skills and ( Read more... )

Remember how much fun Calc was ( Read more... )