I hate it when my food congeals. It's so gross ( Read more... )

Yesterday ( Read more... )

So. Freaking. LONELY. But, but, but! I went to my interview today and have an interview with their assistant general manager Monday. But I'm still lonely. somebody should call or something. Tomorrow night. Because I'm working tonight. And tomorrow afternoon. Food sex ( Read more... )

You know, still, after all this time, every time I pick up a new yaoi manga...the first time they kiss I get a happy little twist in my stomach. It's nice to know I'm not as jaded as I think.

Also, I got 3 hours of sleep last night, woke up of my own accord, and am the most awake person in the house with the best humour.

I have an interview tomorrow.

I am persona non grata. I am public enemy number one. I am a bad influence. All this and more, according to Sara's mom, in News at 9.

I have new clothes. YAY.

::Does quick "Gas is less than $3 again" dance:: I went to go take Dad out to lunch and as I pas the stations on the corner, I look and see gas is $2.94. It dropped 15 cents today. I thought that was awesome. Ten as I'm coming home, I pass QuikTrip. Gas is $2.85. It dropped 24 cents at QuikTrip. And it was good ( Read more... )

1. If I don't smile, it has nothing to do with you. Don't start with me. You will not win.
2. Don't stick your hands in my box. I don't care how hot it is outside, I don't care if the wind is blowing your money away, this is my workspace you're getting dirty ( Read more... )

I just realised why I have a cup full of pens upstairs in my room that is so full you can't get any more in. Which is crazy, becuase I've been taking them out lately and can't fit them back it. It's because Dad leaves his pens lying around the house, refuses to take them when i try to hand them back to him, and I end up finding them later in places ( Read more... )

Badminton is a girly game. With the shuttlecock and whatnot. I'm going to try out tennis once I'm in better shape. Because in tennis, there is no shuttlecock.

And damn Livejournal for not having "rational" as a mood.