bitch, please.

It's funny to think how long ago 2006 was. I hardly remember it.

That's probably for the best.

Listening to "Countdown" by Beyonce. Mostly because I'm a big dork. ANYWAY ( Read more... )

gettin' married, gettin' murdered.

Nothing went as it was supposed to, today. Work was awful (New job: Okay. New coworkers: Semi-okay. Except for that jackass that said I was dumb as a bag of rocks.), spending time out with my mom was not so great (even though we saw a really great location for something that john and i are working on)-, and then my outing for tonight was cancelled ( Read more... )

....i'm baking. i don't want to clean up my mess. i want to take a nap.

As of June this year, I've had this journal for ten years. TEN YEARS. That for me, is a big accomplishment. I don't have relationships that have lasted that long (close, but no cigar.), no cars, no beds, no clothes, no shoes. Not one damn thing. It is as old as a 4th grader ( Read more... )

Get rich quick scheme: Write a book about my problems? Or just try to sleep with Rick Ross and have a baby. I'll name it Lincoln. I promise.

You've been really god damn swell. Even with all the shit I had to do on Friday and Saturday. That wasn't really swell ( Read more... )

Vanilla cake is probably my favorite kind of cake. Especially when it's FULL of vanilla ( Read more... )