Sometimes beauty makes me miserable for the simple reason that it wasn't I who created it.

Vote in the primary Tuesday!

That's all, bitches!!

Livejournal is soooo late 90's.

I quit smoking. Had my last cigarette at 2am Saturday night, and that's that. It's really really fucking bad for you, and I decided I didn't want to mess with it anymore. Still, the cravings kind of suck. But it is only my second smoke free day -- it only gets easier ( Read more... )

I just got back from Jeff's bayhouse, where I was all weekend. Sand, sun, salt water, boats, burgers, beer. There were about 15-20 of us. It rocked. The end.

(I don't like livejournal so much anymore...)

My out-of-nowhere sunflower is being eaten by ants. I don't expect it to last much longer.

Unless you're lucky enough to grace my friend's list, you're only reading one out of every 10-15 or so journal entries that I write, and you're definitely not getting any significant dirt, and well, you never will. I learned my lesson a long time ago, which is why my secrets go either into the ear of my boyfriend, into the ear of my best friend, or ( Read more... )

I'm really hungry right now and slightly irritable.

Embo graduates from college tomorrow. My how the time flies.

I hope my weekend is decent.

I've forgotten how to write a captivating journal entry, or really just a journal entry in general.

What's going on New Year's eve? I need a wealth of events to sift through.

Who let Puddy out? Jerkface.