Yay! Now I have wine that Sue made. I have never been intoxicated alone before. I haven't actually been intoxicated all that much, actually. I figure I will be embarassed by all this in the morning, but that is what alcohol is for, is it not? The Truth ( Read more... )

It has occured to me that I have not yet ranted about Day Light Savings Time. I hate it. I loath it utterly. There aRE few things in the universe that I am aware of that are more loathsome. I am still drunk, so typing is difficult. DLST makes all the sundiles wromg, with their wabes and everythign! Wabes is a reference to Lewis Carrol. It ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning with a horrible crick in my neck that has just been getting worse and worse. As I could not find the painkillers, I dank some whiskey and now my neck doesn't hurt. But there is a side effect affect? I am drunk ( Read more... )

If done properly, a bath can be a deeply moving religious experiance. I am cleansed as I have never been before.

Also, much thanks to Cory for the new comic to read. Qestionable Content is awesome!

Today is my first day of house sitting for Sue and Coleman, I will be here until Wednesday. They have interweb! I will be deviding my time between the computer and the bathtub, which is almost a jaccussi (sp?), as it has jets and is huge. I went to the library, and they were having a booksale. I got about eight books for less than a dollar. ( Read more... )

Thanks to stupid spring break, The college library will be closed and I'll prolly not be posting for a while. Love and Peace.

It's kinda funny, really. I haven't been commenting much, and people haven't commented at me much, either. That is, of course, until I point out something obvious like "wow, people change when they live in different environments for a few years!" I guess it is a little sad, but it's not really surprising if you bother to think about it. I think ( Read more... )

I haven't eaten since yesterday afternoon. I'm all wobbly. I was reading my friends' journal entries today, and them my own, and it hit me. I have almost nothing in common with theses people. I still like them, I'll always think of all of you as my friends, but our lives have taken such different paths.

I'm at the college, and I'm about to head for my mum's house before I go over to the Lads' for Gurps. I made yummy cookies last night, and I hope I brought enough. I gave Gade and Maia baths today, you can guess how thrilled they were about that sort of thing ( Read more... )

I had a nifty dream the night before last. I was back in the westview PAC, and everyone I had known from school was there. Not just westview, but school. Friends and people I haven't seen in eight years. Mike and I ended up sneeking off while Walter and my sixth grade teacher, Ms. Arambula, were giving this horrific joint speach on the value of ( Read more... )