This is what happens when one spends the majority of the day in bed, waiting on their head to explode: 11:36 and I'm so not asleep I'm actually posting on Livejournal. Desperate times and all that rot, I suppose.

Went back and read my last few posts, which took me back to this time last year in a few clicks of the scroll button. My birthday is a ( Read more... )

You Belong in Fall
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Little Miss Sunshine is quite possibly the most perfect movie I've seen this year.

Boys are stupid. Throw rocks at them.

Hey, livejournal ( Read more... )

...but apparently I'm quite a leave-able person. I'm not sure how I feel about that. Actually, that's a lie, I'm pretty sure how I feel about that. Kev says it doesn't matter, the why, but I don't think that's true. The why definitely matters ( Read more... )

Listening to The Magnetic Fields at present: 69 Love Songs. Am in love. With the music, that is. Not in any other kind of love. Except for maybe with the berry martini that's in my big blue glass. Oops ( Read more... )

I dyed my hair Sunday. I look like I took a giant crayola crayon to my head. Oh, its red. Which was the point, but it was supposed to be Julianne Moore red. Lush, beautiful red. My highlights are magenta. But whatever. Something different, something new. My mom finally saw it last night. Didn't comment until asked. never a good sign. The preacher ( Read more... )

I'm in that state where you fight the need to rest just because you can. Do I have anything I need to be doing right now? Of course not. But I'm not letting myself go to bed. Ridiculous ( Read more... )

My dad was in the paper today. The article was about people with weird or unusual jobs. Gotta love it. That's our world, folks. A typewriter repairman counts as an odd job. Beam me up ( Read more... )