Well, I finished packing all of my shite. It's so strange to see all your wordly posessions reduced to a small mountain of boxes, so much bigger and at the same time so much smaller than what I would expect. All the stories behind each object and their uniqueness all reduced to cardboard blankness ( Read more... )

I had a loverly weekend, enjoyed the gorgeous weather at the beach, at the park, and at Pride ( Read more... )

(ganked from SF Goth Message Board; some hilarious, some lame, some a little too close to home) Enjoy ( Read more... )

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Ahh, what a lovely night of hedonism! Such a welcome break from work drudgery and my own personal existential crisis. So nice to just eat and dance and drink rather than think and think and think.

It all started with me, the boy, and the roomie scarfing enchilada casserole, recipe courtesy of velvetseraph. I also enjoyed a Corona (ok, four)along with the ( Read more... )

Taking a break from this damned Excel data-entry shite that I'm working on to fuck around on LJ instead. Anyways, I'm the only one in the office right now, so who's gonna say anything about it ( Read more... )

Announcing the latest lj convert, my sister, nonx!

Make her feel welcome, dammit, or I'll kick your asses!

Me and the boy had a kick-ass time at Bondage-A-Go-Go last night, although the djs must have had a conspiracy to make us dance until we passed out. We danced our arses off for like 10 songs in a row in the back room, then decided it was time for some air and a ciggy, only to find the dj in the front playing "Anarchy in the UK". We were the only ( Read more... )

I know that I'm getting old now because instead of doing real drugs now, I'm just addicted to live journal.
Lameness and lameiosity, I know, but I just can't help myself. My name is Katherine and I'm a livejournal-holic.

Whenever I actually stop and think about my perception of time passing, I just freak out about it. Many moons ago I had an acid trip with kracvweedeoval where I fixated on thinking about time, and since that point it gives me such a strange feeling whenever I pause to reflect on it. Like how the minutes in each day and the days themselves seem to pass so ( Read more... )