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I am death to every computer I touch, apparently...

Three innocent young PCs have died this month because of me. T_T

We suddenly seem to have five computers crowding us out of our apartment. Most of them are too old to be of any real use to me, but Andrew wants to keep them around so he has the extra hard drive space. And he doesn't understand why I want to get an external hard drive. *insert eye roll here ( Read more... )

I've been living with Andrew, paying for my own room and board, and finally out from under my parents' roof since August now. Boy, oh boy. It sure is liberating, if a bit frustrating at times (paying your own bills, at least). We finally got the internet this week. Cable to boot. Now I'm trying to see if I can't get rid of those 1,000+ spyware ( Read more... )

Home from 12 hour shift. Tired. Three more this week.

Nothing else to report. Life is currently dull.

Talking to Andrew makes the rest of my day a little brighter, just hearing his voice. But it also makes me feel very lonely afterwards that all we could do is talk, that we won't be able to see each other for weeks, if not months.

I can't wait to see you, baby!

How can a human being bring another so much happiness and contentment?

A week or so ago I stopped by the Marathon to get some gas, and that Indian guy who's always ALWAYS there struck up a conversation with me. I was upset because I missed Andrew. I told him so. He asked what was going on with him. I said that he was living in Michigan and I missed him because I didn't know how long it would be until I could see him ( Read more... )

9:00am ~ My parents take me to McD's. I clock in ( Read more... )

I spent the last two days hanging out with Jacob and David, and visiting such peeps as Megan, Nicole, and Garrett (even though Nicole barely talked to us, the dirty bitch =~.^= ). We did all our usual hanging out in the Haute kind of business, with the added trip bonus of going to Mr Face's house. Our little trip was cut short by Jacob's spooks and ( Read more... )

So now I know what it's like to have your heart broken three times by the same person. All in one month's time.

But now that we're not together anymore I think I'm going to be a happier person after a while. I don't think I realized how much stress it was putting on me to not know if I was loved or not.