Aside from my headache, I'm doing fine ( Read more... )

I just lost a shirt. The one I was wearing earlier. And then "Where is my Mind" came on and I was mad 'cause I have to find that too.

My brain just BAILED on me.

best moment in my novel so far: main character shoves a guy out of her house and yells "THAT DIDN'T MAKE ANY SENSE!"

Let me tell you, O my brothers, about voting.

It is wonderful.

Your humble narrator had to pause and bask in the glorious joy after voting NO on Amendment 3, o my brothers, it was so overwhelming.

(stops narrating in the style of A Clockwork OrangeI also voted for Kerry twice. Okay, I punched the hole twice to make sure it understood. My ballot ( Read more... )

Okay, I'm done stressing out... but EVERYONE IS GETTING MARRIED! I saw my friend Karen from high school - still working in the ol' Burger King after 4 years or so - she's been married for 2 1/2 months. I get to Mary's reception, and lo-and-behold, Heather's engaged. Freaky ( Read more... )

So rounds tonight were hilarious. Sex in a Fishbowl went well. Not a ton of people came, but it was good anyway. I had lots of condoms left over, especially nasty ones (like pre-lubed and banana and grape flavored...) so I decided each RA could get a condom. I got really good at tossing them under doors like frisbees. So if we ever do ads under ( Read more... )

Okay, so today... um, sucked. I'm surprised at how good of a mood I'm in depsite being upset ( Read more... )

My voice is lost.... this evening was lost...

And I am flawed, but I am cleaning up so well.
I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself.
I still have way too much to do. Dammit. So I could read all night or sleep all night. Either way, I'm screwed. I guess. UGH.

So let me slip away
So let me slip away
So let me slip away
So let ( Read more... )

So I made it! It's Saturday!!! I get to see my family! :) woo-hoo! (I'm excited, can you tell?) Sure, I've got laundry to fold and Marx to read, but it'll be nice seeing my family. I saw my mom yesterday. That was nice. I enjoyed it.

I'm gonna make it!

I really don't need this right now. Why the hell... What do they think I am, some fucking idiot? This is why I can't do theatre. Or school. Or anything. I'm too DAMN EAGER. That's why they think I'm such a whore. Because I'm a ham. And when I hit my head and it hurts so much that I cry, even though it's funny, they laugh. They laugh because I do ( Read more... )

The last two weeks have been crazy - RA training. Put it this way: yesterday my day started at 7 a.m. and ended around 2 a.m. and included a full day of training, inventories for all the rooms on my floor, which were interrupted by being on duty (I was paged once and had to do rounds in some bizarre state of consciousness ( Read more... )