dear bitches:

listen up. this journal is dormant. it is no more. if you want to read keathoughts, please add my other journal, and 90 to 1 i will friend you back. thank you goodnight.

today i sewed tea-pot shaped buttons onto my peacoat and also i ate approximately nine poptarts and not much else. have been trying to get out of my house for the past two hours to no avail, and now am just sitting and being mad at the sounds my house makes because none of them are a doorbell. cannot drive aformentioned barbiemobile because it is ( Read more... )

sorry to post twice in one day, but it occured to me suddenly how frighteningly nice my life is. like tonight: at 9pm, I left my nice part time job, wearing my nice (read: free) birkenstocks, and climbed into my nice new sonicblue car which reminds me of something jem and the holograms would drive. then my nice mother calls me on my nice new cell ( Read more... )

so my probationary boyfriend and i went out last night. and do you get stoned and watch land of the dead with your probationary boyfriend? do you laugh harder than fucking an entire room full of hormonal mentor eleventh graders when the zombie discovers firearms? do you get to make out in your childhood tree house afterwards I THINK NOT ( Read more... )

okay. so we're back together. ish.

but only after he exhaustingly stated that he was a complete backwards asshole and made a life changing mistake and has missed me for months and all of this runaround was really avoidance tactics to skirt the fact that he wants to be with me and he just fucked up so bad and is this irreprable? becaue hes only ( Read more... )

so the fantastic news of the hour is

I GOT A NEW PHONE.

and its pretty and camera-equipped and the ringtone sounds like atcq backbeats.

and my number didn't even change!

i did, however, lose all of yours.

um.

so call me, or leave a comment with your number.

end mass solicitation.

to clarify the last post ( Read more... )

why did i never hear about AIM file browing before?!

HOLY SHIT EVERYTHING IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD. CLICK THIS. MY GOD.

life upscaled considerably since my weepy mid-morning entry which everyone can officially ignore. i've processed the exboyfriendness to a point where i can say i'm relatively over it, i landed a night job (parenthentical rah) and spent most of the day hand stiching a lilac yellow ipod case because i am JUST THAT COOL. i interviewed for a dayjob ( Read more... )