I am not sure where I fit in. I feel like a stranger in my own home ( Read more... )

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I have pushed Elliott Smith out of my music play list for reasons unmentionable ( Read more... )

I am growing tired of the rodent/pet population that has amassed in our house. We got two, then had four, then thirteen more, then tow more. I thought perhaps this was unusual. Not unusual, it turns out, but extremely rare. They are all separated now, si they won't breed. Never take a pet from someone on freecycle. Lying bastards! How are you going ( Read more... )

While driving home last night from our baby shower at my mom's house, I put on an old CD that I haven't heard in a while. I became a bit nervous and exceedingly uncomfortable listening to Porno For Pyros. I never really felt too much meaning from the words, "I don't know if I'll make it home tonight", but I really started to think I might have the ( Read more... )

I am beginning to go inside of myself just as I feared. I have no desire to socialize with any of the people I have been surrounding myself with recently. I am again tired of trying to play the part of interested companion. I don't want to hear that fucking story again. I just don't have it in me to give a fuck ( Read more... )

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I really wish I had some interesting clothes to wear. All of the things that fit right now are terribly dissatisfying ( Read more... )

...and often times nicer to come back from it ( Read more... )

I'm coming down ( Read more... )