I frequently am surprised at how calmly I can take the death of a human being. Even if it's someone I'm close to. The death of an animal, however, just shatters me. And if it's one of my animals, I nearly can't handle it ( Read more... )

Last night I was lazy and didn't feel like cooking what little is left here in the apartment, and I REALLY didn't feel like going to go grocery shopping in order to have something to cook. So I went to Olive Garden and got absorbed in a book while munching on chicken and gnocci soup, cheese tortellini and beef, and then some tiramisu ( Read more... )

I've missed thunderstorms. I'm not talking the relatively puny things we normally get here. "Thunderstorms" only in name because you actually hear thunder. I miss the torrential downpours, the bright flashes of lightning and the huge claps of thunder that seem to come right on top of it. I miss the rain coming down so hard I can hear it on my roof ( Read more... )

Ok, so most of you don't know that I was gone. Well BLEH on you ( Read more... )

I shall distort your F-lists! No LJ-cut for you! Because I am a bitch like that! Mwahahahahaha ( Read more... )

Honestly, I'm beginning to think my home state has it out for me. I've been back 3 times since I moved, and each time I've managed to get some kind of respiratory nastiness. Thanksgiving had me shivering and feverish ON Thanksgiving itself, but luckily nearly well by the time I came home. Christmas I came home sniffling and sneezing and just ugh in ( Read more... )

So I had a strange dream that, in short, had my mother living with me and a friend from Texas coming up to visit. The apartment involved was *my* apartment, not a strange house/apartment that I just know is mine because I'm dreaming. No, it was my apartment exactly. Only, well, cleaner. Because mom was here. And where mom is, clean happens ( Read more... )

I haven't had a good week since before Christmas. I've been fighting nervous breakdowns near constantly. Nearly all of them grad school and "I don't belong here. I'm not good enough." related. I end every week completely drained and sitting on my bed saying I want to go back to Texas and that this whole thing was a mistake. By Sunday evening, I'm ( Read more... )

Seriously, if someone hasn't talked to me or seriously hung out with me in a year or more, there's probably a good reason for that. At the same time, if I express a desire to NOT talk to someone, waiting a year and then coming back isn't going to make me change my mind, either ( Read more... )

I'm posting this because I really just need to bitch about someone, and at the same time, I have no idea how to bring the subject up to her ( Read more... )