Today I took apart the home that I built with the first boy I have ever really been in love with: tore it in half, to be specific. I get to have everything that makes me feel like I am in my own space in a shabby concrete room for months all over again and sleep either at my mother's overcrowded apartment or on kind friends' couches and floors ( Read more... )

So there's black mold in the apartment (like the kind of mold that I lost my house and every other material possession to when I was fourteen, and the kind of mold that gives me panic attacks and seizures) so I have to have all of my shit out today or be forced to leave it behind because it'll toxify my next place of residence and make me violently ( Read more... )

http://austin.craigslist.org/mis/348836620.html

everything is kind of overwhelming

MISSING: Dell Inspiron 700 (760? 7 something), 15 in wide, silver and white, slightly scratched on the top and possibly in black zip case, last seen at Spiderhouse (I thought in Ben's car, but apparently not). If whoever stole it is not an idiot, then all of my files will be erased and it won't be in the case anymore, but if for some reason you see ( Read more... )

Maybe I'm not going crazy, maybe it's just everything around me, or maybe it's the sleep schedule from the past few days (11:30 AM - 5:30 PM, 6:00 PM - 1:30 AM, 7:30 AM - ?), or ending up in some nightmare house last night with Steve, hysterical drunk broken-ribs-and-two-concussions Bailey and a bunch of coked out off-duty bartenders playing ping ( Read more... )

In keeping with the recent trend of totally annhilating any sense of scheduled, regular sleep at all I read Anansi's Boy's in one sitting last night/this morning (it was really good!) and then walked to Tiger Mart/Jack in the Box to pull together the ingredients of a huge, delicious breakfast consisting of fresh coffee, orange juice, scrambled eggs ( Read more... )

First: happy birthday Chelsea! Get down, girl ( Read more... )

hey sry if I have been a heinous bitch lately I don't know what is wrong with me?

also it's almost June, I don't understand why it's raining. Tonight is the second night in a row that we have known about a party and chosen not to go. I feel so spoiled!

In other news: apartment still clean, head still achy, achy still a weird-looking word.

love,A

I just cleaned the entire apartment top to bottom, vacuuming and all and now everything smells good, there are no bugs to be seen (and if there are they are immediately destroyed), and I am feeling immaculately centered, I have to say.

( numbers on credit card slips are awkward. follow-up Myspace messages from strangers? creepy. )