i love baby sloths and their fuzzy little coconut heads.

i got this new baby powder scented deodorant that smells just like my premie baby cabbage patch doll that i had when i was little. he was powder scented, but regular baby powder never really brought him to my mind like this deodorant does. now throughout the day i am having random sense memories of cabbage patch kids. the 80's were such a great ( Read more... )

it's a slippery slope/ i'm sliding downhill quickly
everything good is on the other side /and i can see the horizon no more

do i really need a lecture on the importance of voting from my art history teacher? no. not with everyone and their mother already telling me to vote or die. i think it's great to provide voter registration forms, but please..we don't need a lecture. he asked how many people had voted in the last election and when only a few people raised their ( Read more... )

my partner in crime in all things ECKERD is leaving for a better too-good-to-be-true job. she won't have to deal with customers or insurance companies at her new job and she won't have to work weekends either. as much as i will miss her, i am relieved. i have been staying mostly because of her. i enjoy working with her, she's my friend, and i feel ( Read more... )

i wish my parents were more encouraging.

what is with this alf first season dvd only having chopped up edited syndicated versions of the original episodes? bullocks!

sucksucksuck. there's got to be a way out. i've got to escape. i've been throwing around ideas for cures in my head. maybe i just need to fill my life up with STUFF, keep really busy so i don't have time to think about anything that's bothering me. but i can't even watch a fucking film without ocd thoughts creeping up on me. and i can't be awake ( Read more... )

i feel it creeping up on me. the dark shroud. slowly enveloping every part of me..body and mind. controlling me. i am just a walking, talking, SLAVE to all these things that rule me. i can no longer define myself by choice, but these things- they choose who i am for me.

the capacity for human cruelty never ceases to shock and disgust me.