Today I am 25. I am working on a movie. More to come.

So as you may have guessed, I didn't do anything. I didn't make movies, or paintings, or anything. I made a crapass web site in iWeb because I was obligated to do so for my new job as a Mac Specialist at the Apple Store. I didn't get the equipment job. I came in second place. I didn't get chosen by people that know and like me for a job I've ( Read more... )

I broke a bone in my hand two weeks ago and am in a cast. Today I changed a tire. It took me twenty minutes. Obviously I am better than everything.

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I have a new dog. His name is Stewart. He is approximately two and a half years old. A brown, shaggy young man who infested my couch with fleas so I threw it out. Which was good, because now I have one less big thing in this room. He is a chick magnet, which I'm happy to say is about a year too late, because I have a lovely lady in my life. ( Read more... )

I am working too hard not to get what I want. Especially when what I want is so simple. As soon as I make any headway, someone else takes it while I'm away.

Yesterday was May Day. There were a shitload of people marching around and protesting whatever it is they protest. I am all for political change. I agree things are messed up right now. But not if the price is blocking traffic. It is not worth it to me and it will never work. Hippie bastards walking around with signs and chanting slogans will ( Read more... )

My shell is cracking. I feel dead. I don't want to do anything. I miss Sasha. I am empty. It is taking way longer to not be sad about this than I thought. My painkillers are making me sad and angry and confused.

Alright kids...
One more ankle surgery. Fingers crossed.
Big ol' bear hugs,
Kayla