The quest to find a place in Eugene is blows more than Lil Kim on crack.

o_O

Even if I buy a trailer, the issue comes down to >You have to have a local job to get this place.
Which sucks more than Lil Jon & his lollipop ;) Becauuuuse  >> You have to have a place to live before getting a job.

This whole thing screws more than R. Kelly at a teenage girl ( Read more... )

Kinda ( Read more... )

I could possibly orgasm right now over how good I feel.

But I wont ..to keep this blog PG..sorta.

I was snooping around on Facebook (you know we all do it) and happened to come across my ex-boyfriend of almost 4 years' profile.. and pics of him and his new "cousin It"!...I mean "girlfriend".. ^_^

I dont remember him being so.. charitable.

I think she' ( Read more... )

So I've been traveling back and forth to Eugene trying to find a place to rent. (It seems like trying to find a place to live is something different then trying to find a place to rent, and at the moment, I'm only looking to rent...)

Having pets automatically limits the list of places to just shitholes that have housed trashy felons and sheltered ( Read more... )

After my gruesome allergy attack that occured on that special day that symbolizes my 2 years of efforts and tolerance for a fuckyshit community college.. I bargained with my mom and cut a deal. Instead of going to the ER, she would instead pay for me to see an allergist to find out exactly what I'm allergic to. So I sacrificed looking like a ( Read more... )

I sit here, getting paid .176 cents a second, writting to my dear sweet blog ...while munching on Cheezits and drinking my black, cold coffee. I like my coffee how my heart is, thank you ( Read more... )

The day begins with the sick auroma of dog shit. And I'm not talking pathic lap dog terds, I'm talking massive piles of toxic waste shat by 60 pound puppy that eats other animals shit for dessert. His shit is friggen lethal and in some countries it is used for terrorist bombs by the most cruelest of terrorists ( Read more... )

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.

Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."

The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times under ( Read more... )

I adore him, I truly do. He's only been the model boyfriend from day 1, and putting up with me makes him a saint.

He is the catnip to my life, exciting me about everything. But there's a part me that feels like he's my kryptonite, breaking me down to the smallest molecule and then stomping on me. Actually he doesn't do that nor does he make me feel ( Read more... )

Yesterday I went to my co-worker's daughter's birthday BBQ ( Read more... )