Saturday shall find me "in Milwaukee visiting Katie," meaning being out of the house(s), shirking duties. I don't really have anything planned anymore, so if anyone wants to see me I'll be a phonecall away. Apparently the day is supposed to be devoted to cleaning mom's house or whatever, but I'm all 'fuck that, I'm taking a nap.' This week has been ( Read more... )

I want this weekend to be both productive and relaxing, so I can get that nice satisfied feeling when it's over.

Saturday's going to feel great. And so is Sunday.
Quiet, quiet. Sleep, sleep.

I somehow need to get myself on a roof so I can watch the sky.

So yesterday morning I'm all "OH MY GOD $2.73 (Marathon) A GALLON FOR GAS W00T ( Read more... )

I don't think I'm adjusting well.

And by 'adjusting' I mean lowering my standards in order to tolerate my living conditions.

I'm sorry, but I just can't stand wilted salads.

I don't know why I bother to keep one of these things anymore.

Really, what's the point?

"I think I'm going to take up smoking."

"Why?"

"It seems like a really bad habit."

"That's a terrible idea."

"I figure I'm going to die of cancer anyways, considering how much second-hand smoke I was exposed to as a kid."

I foresee most of this weekend being spent curled up in the fetal position.

I don't want another today to happen again, ever ( Read more... )

Hello my name is Holly, and I'm an insomniac ( Read more... )

I have a headache from the massive amount of caffeine I just consumed in the past few minutes. Ow.

HOLY SHIT GAS IS EXPENSIVE.
10:00:00- Alarm goes off ( Read more... )