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So Corretta Scott King died. You all know this, right? Well, if not, she died Monday night. So one would assume that no one could find any reason to mock her death, right? I mean, she's Martin Luther King Jr.'s widow - the woman has lived through a hell of a lot ( Read more... )

I am now tattooed.  SWEET!  So the caffeine molecule thing didn't work out and I ended up with my original idea, which was stars.  I did end up with only 5, though, and I wanted 6; I didn't notice there were only five until he started inking, so it's all good - I can always add another or so.  Here's pictures!  (They're all effed up and blury 'cos ( Read more... )

I am in the Corsair office where I shall probably spend the night due to amazingly excessive flooding of PJC.  I am worried about Mom driving home.  I am wearing very few clothes, due to the fact that mine are soaked.  I am wearing a sweat shirt that I stole from Brian and underwear.  Because my clothes are...yeah...soaked.  Erika, Brian, and I are ( Read more... )

I just noticed that my eljay is 2 hours slow in it's post times. Bizarro.

Sunday really cannot get here fast enough.  I am so anxious to see Robbin.  Bzzzz.  I'm also rather hyped up right now, it may, again, be the cold pills.  : ) But who knows?  Either way, I'm [finally] finishing up the cleaning of my room, which mostly consists of cleaning my closet out (amazing) and straightening things up.   Funnn.  Okay, so ( Read more... )

Rather than trying to delete stupid information form the past year of my life and change journal entries I'm not keen on people reading, I just decided to say fuck it and create a new journal. Which is this one.

And I'm sure you know the drill. You comment, I add? Works for me.