Can't sleep. Can't sleep. Can't sleep. Can't sleep.

I guess I am going to have to go to Daytona by myself tomorrow to pack. Sheppy has is own shit to take care of and will be too busy to help me. Lame. I really want him to be there to help me. I don't want to be in that house by myself with my dad there. What is something happens? What if we get into an argument and he comes after me again? The ( Read more... )

Today was a pretty relaxing day ( Read more... )

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My head is pounding.
My blood sugar level is really shitty right now.
I feel like I am going to pass out.
Talking to the asshole to pass the time until the boyfriend gets home.

Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor ( Read more... )

Sheppy's fucking cat almost killed my hamster this morning. What a lovely thing to wake up to ( Read more... )

I got the job with Cingular, but I don't start until September 11th, which is cool with me because the job I have now will probably end around September 5th ( Read more... )

Interview at Cingular today.
I hope I get it. It will be a lot better than the job I am supposed to atart today, although the $10 an hour isn't bad at all.

So we ended up going to Daytona after all ( Read more... )

Yesterday was such a lovely day ( Read more... )

Why is it whenever I have a tire problem, it turns into a week long problem with my tires. I swear to god, I am sick of driving.
Too bad the roads weren't water canals. Boats seem so much better, and if I couldn't afford a boat, I could buy fun noodles and drift to my destination.