i havent wrote in here for some time. I started writing in that bs msn myspace thing. But right now, ill write in her, today. Because i know not many people read it ( Read more... )

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i was laying in bed reading a book and the novelist begins to detail the suicide of her brother. She explains her feelings with clarity. And for the first time in 3 months i start to cry about Bill. I realize i have convinced myself i have no right to cry, after all he was garnets brother, and my friend. I wasn't related, and so i had decided i ( Read more... )

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The weekend was busy. Friday...well i actually can't remember what i did. Bad sign, i'm thinking. Saturday was my dads birthday so we took him and my mom for drinks at the marina and then out for sushis, which is incredibly expensive (90$) but it could have been all that saki we drank. Sunday we went downtown all day, it was brilliantly hot and i ( Read more... )

Yes. Finally. The weekend has arrived. My hideous cold lingers and im back to being my hectic self-not sitting for more then it takes to write this entry. Party hard tonight and tomorrow night-i love being young and reckless.

I've been busy doing that thing they call Taking Care Of Yourself-granted i avoid the process unless im knocked on my ass, as i have been all week. All I've eaten since monday is chocolate covered expresso beans, orange juice wine gums and grapes. For some reason, It's all my stomache agrees with. I will consider the return of my appetite to be the ( Read more... )

I'm currently entirely dazed and confused-loaded with so many different types of cold medications that im not sure where the night went. To the best of my knowledge i was laying in bed, bundled in a fleece throw, alternatively reading and semi watching reality tv while my other half made me tea and bought me Cosmo so my laying in bed would seem ( Read more... )

I got out of interviewing tough as nails and am instead writing about alcoholic white trash because i so love the following lyric: "i hate my job, i hate my life, i want to beat my fucking wife, im alcoholic, white trash, so fuck you". Its pure gold i assure you. Upon asking them if i could interview them they replied with saying if i did in fact ( Read more... )

why am i always so tired? Last class tomorrow. I'm scared shitless. After tomorrow i work five days a week. I miss buying clothes. Gross i just said that. Makes me seem a pretentious asshole. Have to interview tough as nails-i really don't want too. Maybe i'll decline. I hate that hardcore bullshit. Work today-fail exam tomorrow. Nothing to say as ( Read more... )