My birthday looms over me.
I dread.
Rosemary just makes it worse.
I dread waking up tomorrow.

I picked up Chris this morning. We went to Tri-County to pick up my last paycheck from Great Steak and to talk to Rob about my previous paycheck, but he told me, "I can't give it to you now. Come back later." I really do hate that man. From a reader's perspective, you wouldn't understand, and it's hard to make you understand. But if you met ( Read more... )

I don't think you're supposed to have insomnia while you have mono.

Have you ever gone so long without looking in the mirror that you forgot what you look like?

I just looked in the mirror for the first time in four days.

It's a funny thing.

I wonder how much of what I see in the mirror is truth... and what is lie? I wonder if there is ever a time when everything really is not relative.

Perspective is a funny

But I found myself.
I was cleaning my room.
And listening to The Sex Pistols.
Which leaves me here
Changing my layout
And very confused.

Yay Angel Sanctuary layout and icons! *dances*

The inside of my skull is empty.
I swept away all the cobwebs.
I cleaned away all the scars.
The spiders scurried to the corners;
Fled through my ears.
Not a breath of life enters
Nor leaves my mouth.
I am vacant of all.

Flip me over.
I'm done on this side.

I'm hardly looking forward to my birthday. None of my birthdays have ever been anything special or anything exciting, but usually there was some reason I would look forward to the day. I originally thought that this year I would have something to look forward to. Apparently I was wrong... or at least continuing my existence in my dream world ( Read more... )

I'll post this week's work schedule for those of you that care... and because I am incredibly bored.

Monday- Off
Tuesday- Off
Wednesday- 12-5 setting up the rest of our new location
Thursday- 9-6 (Grand opening! Woot. I get a mall on my birthday.)
Friday- 11-6
Saturday- 5:30-close
Sunday 11-6

(all of the above hours are Forest Fair/Cincinnati

I've decided I should just shoot my brain ( Read more... )

I forget sometimes...
That despite the fact that our shoeboxes sometimes connect...
They are still two completely different worlds.
His which is mostly unexplored territory.
This makes me want to explode.