Just a note: This journal, if not on full hiatus, will likely grow even more stagnant in coming weeks; likewise, if anybody wants to contact me, best do it via email or phone. I waste way too much time on here and on the computer in general, and it's bad for my health in quite a literal fashion ( Read more... )

Yeah, so I'm on dial-up right now. Either because there's something wrong with the cable modem (quite possible), or because I just deleted a process I shouldn't have, or hey, maybe six of one and a half dozen of your mother. In any case, I'm totally thrilled about it ( Read more... )

I forgot all about these dudes, but I so want to give them a hug right now:

www.thatvideosite.com/view/635.html

And also, Crispin:

www.thatvideosite.com/view/1453.html

That is all.

I heard about this the other day, and while on one hand it's pretty damn neat, on the other it's completely depressing. Just once I'd like to see somebody keep their finger out of the fucking pie ( Read more... )

Yes, tis true: Yesterday while waiting to receive a new and equally fucked pair of contact lenses, I finally realized that my life has a purpose, and that said purpose is ( Read more... )

But coming home w/new contacts and realizing that you were correct in telling the (new) doctor that one of them was blurry is totally gay. I can't figure out if it's because the prescription is somehow wrong, or if it's slipping out of place. So right now I'm wearing my out-of-date glasses. Rad.

Needles on Tuesday. Not looking forward to it.

a) My hip fucking hurts and it's pissing me off ( Read more... )

Now officially three years of this shit and counting. I am, obviously, all a-bustle with excitement.

Dude, if it's Helloween tonight, then why are you wearing a BUCKSKIN JACKET?? That's all I want to know.