I REALLY  dislike Dick and Danielle.

Freaking bull cacky.

Ohh boy.

My head is muddled, my nose is sore, red, and stuffy. My eyes itch and my throat is scratchy. Middle of fooking August, and I have a cold.

A yucky, snuffly, achey, I'm not a functioning member of society, poopy cold.

I'm pretty sure I've stressed myself into it... been rough travelling for a while.

Funerals. Two in a month. My family is ( Read more... )

She drove home. Set the cruise control so she wouldn't get pulled over, and turned the music up loud enough that she couldn't hear her thoughts. Aside from the occasional concern for her crackling speakers, she couldn't concentrate on anything for long other than the bass and vocals. This was best. Thinking was bad. Thinking about what to say to ( Read more... )

It's been a while since I've had a story to tell. I remember a while ago I posted a bunch of random events that would eventually be chronicled in my personal biography. Yes, there was a time when I assumed that someone would actually want to read about my adventures. Yeesh.

Anybrew, given my quiet and mostly unconscious lifestyle recently, I have ( Read more... )

Is it just me.... or does it say a whole helluva lot about the sorry state of our society if they now have to specify in the commercials that Red Bull doesn't actually give you wings?

I made the wrong choice.

I am totally overwhlemed by fate's inclination to screw with people.

It is my understanding that it does this in good ways as well as bad...

You don't hear about the happy times very often though... just the major ones, like say... a homeless derelict finds a winning lottery ticket in the gutter. That kind of thing.

Sometimes it's smaller, like... a ( Read more... )

I miss you.

And you...... yes, and even you.

I hate reading about you, simultaniously happy, sad, jealous, and sympathetic.

I miss Cat.

I miss Dan. And the other Dan. And the other Dan.

I miss Dennis, and my Ameoba, and Jon. I miss inside jokes, and looking forward to logging on to update on everyone's activites for the day.

I miss Lycos, MSN, and ICQ ( Read more... )

Update/Continuation of post from January 25th, 2007:

Silly, Katie. Trix are for kids.

I should know better than to be happy about any one thing. Let alone several things.

Let's review, shall we?

The dog: I still love him. He's full of beans, smart, and cute as he can be. But I'm never home, so although he knows me and he gets excited to see me, he ( Read more... )

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,
Or tell you that.
But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it
where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love ( Read more... )