yay i did chores! it always amazes me how much cleaning gets done just by doing laundry.

this week i have come to the understanding that i can't handle unscheduled time. i just can't. i lay in bed and think of things that i need to do and then i lay in bed some more thinking about how i'm too hot and uncomfortable. i'm a very silly girl ( Read more... )

I'm out of school until the 30th. still got not money but if you have been missing me let me know because i miss you too. word.

I was worthless today at work. i just stood there and pointed and mumble. but today it was for a good reason for once ( Read more... )

Next time you see me, ask me about how my fish died sucking unicorn butt. i don't think i have the strength emotionally to describe the sordid scandal on-line. i think it is best expressed through dance.

*this is a true story. Swear to Dog.

for once i'm glad i missed derby practice. apparently the ref's were having a photo shoot that i did not read about until an hour ago. now, while i would love to have a super hot hottie photo of myself a la the roller girls, i don't think i'm up to looking even mildly room temperature today, or ever. i need notice on things like that. i need at ( Read more... )

tonight i am close enough to a nervous breakdown that if someone so much as give me a mean look, i will loose it ( Read more... )

i had a very nice weekend. friday Andy and I went to sonar for the first time in many months. it was fun save for the lame music, but i got drunk enough to not mind. there was a girl with a tiara on in the bathroom. i was unimpressed as that is old hat to me. we ended up leaving early because andy and i are old people and can't handle fun ( Read more... )

i'm sad. my iron is too low again to donate plaitlets or blood. of=h well. looks like it's nothing but beans and tofu for me.

but they did give me orange juice so it's all good.

i feel bad about what i wrote about chad yesterday. not that what i wrote is not genuinely how i feel about the situation, but laura is my friend, my good friend and i don't want that to stop being true. i just get fed up after a while and it's cathartic to write on-line. i guess maybe i'm oversensitive, but honestly, i'm not used to people just ( Read more... )