12 hour sleepathon, on a week night! i still woke up feeling sad, but i guess it's going to be that way for a while. we went to the indian buffet on sunday, oh man, that stuff is so great. we lost power sunday night, just as i was beginning to work on my lab paper. stupid. so my lab partner's name is traci tarr, and when i went to write her name ( Read more... )

i want to find the marionettes, the ones that so easily go along with everything this stupid world tells them to do, and i want to cut their strings. their stupid strings. they will either collapse in a weak pile of crap or they will stand and use their new found freedom to make this stupid world a better place ( Read more... )

i don't even know what i've been spending my time doing. i don't even know! i don't even know if it's worth knowing either! i don't know if it's worth it to even talk about whether it's worth knowing ( Read more... )

In Loving Memory of my Dad

William Francis Balice

the most important person in my world.

5/2/52 - 12/31/05

he will live on in me.

my phone broke.
also, unrelated to the phone event, my heart broke.

so freaking cold! i guess i could just make a fire and be all warm, but what's the point when it's just me here ( Read more... )

ohhhh boy ( Read more... )

i figured it out. i'm a total wreck and to prove otherwise is impossible. (and by total wreck i mean i've gone down hill in many aspects of my life since a while back) if you disagree then it's probably because you don't know the half of it ( Read more... )

green tea=crack
my brain=chemical dependent hunk of fleshy stuff
fleshy stuff=responsible for the intense dislike of today
today=bowl of jello
jello=really cold stuff
stuff=in your butt