Livejournal, I don't know how to say this... We've really been growing apart lately and... I've kind of been seeing someone else. He is a less demanding yet more rewarding lover. And when he doesn't please me, I have another booty call to make. Not to mention my pornography films.

My cheating, it's not fair to you.

I think it's time we broke up.

Hey, hey. Tonight my brother drunkenly said, "Hey, Alanna. Do you want to know a beautiful quality about yourself? You never complain."

At first, I'm like, hey, wow... he noticed that? But now I'm kind of assuming he read my post, the cheeky bastard.

I have struggled constantly on how to describe my feelings about India after staying there for a month and a half in 2007. I have found someone else to describe it to perfection.


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So... not only is the current economic crisis scaring this shit out of me, but I'm trying to recover from my own financial crisis caused by thousands of dollars in vet bills, while also digging myself out of a mountain of debt, and, to top that off, my tenants are moving out at the end of the month and so I have to come up with another $550 a month ( Read more... )

I know this is a little bit ironic, but I'm really getting tired of complainers. I've been hit up hard by these folks in the past couple of weeks, so that's why I've finally wanted to complain about the mofo complainers ( Read more... )

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I was wondering if anyone has stumbled across some quality urban fantasy material about faeries? I'm almost completely clueless. The only one that immediately comes to mind is War for the Oaks (highly recommended).

Any other suggestions would be appreciated. I'm without any books lined up to read right now and it's kinda freaking me out.

Oh thank god for M83's new album.

Brother: You're weird.
Me: No, you're weird.
Brother: I'm not weird!
Me: Oh, that's right. You are the epitome of normal.
Brother: I'm not normal!
Me: Now you are just arguing.
Brother: I'm not arguing!
Me: I can't believe that you are arguing about not arguing.
Brother: I was agreeing with you!
Me: You're still doing it.

One of the problems that assist in my lack of social life is that I am a really good listener. I mean that I feel just as engaged in a conversation by listening to it instead of trying to participate in it by talking ( Read more... )