So I was away message-stalking people this afternoon as an attempt to pass time, and I happened to stumble upon my friend Joni's screename. Her profile made me giggle, so I thought I would share it here for those of you who read this and either don't know Joni or simply haven't noticed. And Joni---thumbs up ( Read more... )

Leave it to me to catch my sisters playing Something Corporate this afternoon--including Konstantine repeatedly--to get myself in a crazy funk for the rest of the night....sigh...too much shit on my mind ( Read more... )

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So I was walking mallory out to her car, and when I came back up the driveway toward the front door, I heard something moving in the bushes. I just figured it was a squirrel or something, so I thought nothing of it. Then all of a sudden, this huge thing runs out onto the sidewalk right in front of me. It was NOT a squirrel...it was a fucking ( Read more... )

So the last few days I spent out of my house doing shit with people and it was grand. Stayed the night at Cici's house Friday night (cool chick; I approve of her) with Tyler and Josh and some people I didn't know but ended up being cool and then went canoing with them on Saturday. I love canoing, it makes me happy. What does not make me happy ( Read more... )

I go from living with so many people I adore and always having something to do to sitting in my room alone with the door shut and the music blasting to drown out the sounds of everyone else in this house. It's strange to be alone after this year. Somehow I get the feel that simply sitting about with each other is no longer good enough; I ( Read more... )

Went back to Boston and back to Orlando now. No word from potential employers down here; harassment must begin, I suppose ( Read more... )

I ache for something and I do not know what it is. I find myself on the verge of tears again. My life mirrors the method of my work and the apathy I feel for it all: it's all a bunch of bullshit I spit out at the last minute. My LIFE is a bunch of bullshit that I spit out at the last minute. I'm not smart; I learned how to fake it. I'm not a ( Read more... )

I could make a dress ( Read more... )

Back in Boston for two weeks. I suppose its for a week and a half at this point though. Finals are this week and next week is moving out and NIN. That sounds so strange to say. Have I really been here for a year? All of Rachel's stuff is packed and she's loading it into her car tonight. The room looks so sad and empty; maybe that's why I'm ( Read more... )