Has anyone ever sharted themselves before? You know when you go to fart, and poo yourself a little. Hasn't happened to me yet, but I'm convinced it will happen to everyone at least once before they die. I wonder if there's a certain age when you become at risk for it. I told you this was random.

I'm thinking about deleting my lj. I never really use it anymore. Nothing interesting ever happens to me for me to post about. It's always the same, I'm tired from working so much, I'm considering breaking up with Kenn, he won't have sex with me... blah blah blah... So I'm not sure it's worth keeping. Just one less thing I'd have to check everyday.

Today we've been together 5 months. I feel like shit.

I hate my job. That is all.

So David came over and fiddled with my computer. I have more memory on my C drive, but he thinks I need a new connection card(or something of that nature) because it's still having issues with staying connected to the internet. We can just buy a new one and he'll put it in for me. Now I remember why I heart David. I have to work 6 days this week. ( Read more... )

Woot! Internet! I'm back. Stef, start posting!

Checking my email and crap at my mom's. We haven't set up the internet at our place yet. Probably will be a little longer considering Kenn and the cable guy almost got into it(for reasons I haven't figured out yet except the male ego) and, as some of you have already heard, a Wii was placed in priority of that and a new bed. I still don't know how ( Read more... )

We just moved Kenn's stuff into our new apartment. His mom gave us a bunch of extra shit, so now we have waaaaaay too much stuff for our tiny apartment. Nothing of mine is there yet. Needless to say, I won't be taking my dressers. I'll have to see if Sam wants them, or I can sell them to a used furniture place. Whatever, doesn't matter. I'm pissed ( Read more... )

This isn't good.

I need a break from life. I need a different body. I need to believe in something. I'm waiting for my boyfriend to make a decision about our situation. I'll talk to him tomorrow, but I don't want to wait. I don't want to live here anymore. I don't want to work at Subway anymore. I don't want this life. He's the only good thing left in it, and she's ( Read more... )