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tracking numbers will be the death of me
the hoodie that will make my winter existence glorious is about twenty miles away from me.
yes, my current state of happiness is based on a hoodie.
its how i roll in my sad sad little world. -
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LJ's writer's block question today is "what is the dumbest thing you've ever done?"
ha!
this is my last drink. so say we all. -
alcoholism and school, who knew they'd work together.
my first bit of homework was to select an aspect of our society that i am personally familiar with and write about it from an "outsider/observer" perspective. i wrote about going to a bar to get one's drink on.
and if i could give a website a high five and/or a hug i would give totally give both to dictionary.com. -
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i have only the dreams of which i want to be. -
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at 4:56am i will be twenty four.
i tell you what, this age better be better than the last. -
i had to do it for my own sake
i got a 95% on my accounting final. it would have been 100% if i had just rounded up one fucking number. DAMNIT! whatever. but seriously, this will bother me for days ( Read more... ) -
not in the mood to analyze
I'm really bored, pretty high on pain meds, and i dont want to work on my financial ratios analysis letter. This means picspam!
( new car + my room ) -
i am what i am and that's all that i fucking am
i realized the other day that i censor myself in this journal. and i dont mean my language or stories of debauchery and what not. i censor who i amfuck that ( Read more... ) -
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@ home for lunch. eating scrambled eggs with steak and watching comic con panels. i wish everyday could be like this.
next good thing: coffee. -
bonfire anyone?
i want to take these financial statements and burn them.
but alas, i would then fail my class.
frak.