I feel like I was able to send fourteen-year-old me some love tonight. Hopefully it will help to make up for all the shit I used to give her.

P.S. Twiggy Ramirez is still absolutely killing it in a dress.

I'm still alive, and sort of kicking ( Read more... )

I have been daydreaming a lot lately. I mean, sometimes it is all I do in a day.

I can't figure out if I'm living life totally right or completely wrong, such a hard call.

Reboot is such an awesome show ( Read more... )

Rochester trick-or-treaters are awful. Way to try and kill Halloween, Rochester.

The end.

Netflix is so awesome, but at the same time is kind of making me never want to leave my house. Just this past week I found The Wonder Years and Law and Order (the original series). Who would want to work with television options like these ( Read more... )

I'm here.

Surviving, and all. Trying to work out what the next step should be.

Stay tuned...

I am ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous. I was going to whine about how silly it is that I can make myself laugh in almost any situation. Then I realized that that isn't a terrible thing.

As you were.

Today was like a freight train to the chest.

I was productive today and cleaned the house. Like, really cleaned.

I noticed this strange thing happens sometimes when I'm missing home-- I get an e-mail from a place in or around the Philadelphia area.

Like today, I'm feeling homesick and the Franklin Institute e-mails me.

I love e-mail sometimes.