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Footsteps never disappear.
And I've been an 8 forever. So, apparently every time I find something I thought had vanished...it still fits. That's kind of depressing, since I'd always hoped Darwin would be relevant to the individual. Is anyone on this obsolete little page anyway? Supposedly there's something called "Twitter" which I've decidedly been boycotting because of its ( Read more... ) -
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Lemon-lime randoms:
and special export.
I think its retarded that people get so uppity about buying real trees for x-mas. I mean they farm them for that shit.
I'd really not like to have sex on the first date.
I really don't like snow.
I really like Pajamas.
I'm still super into my recent ex. I thought about making this a private entry cuz I said it. but ( Read more... ) -
Happy Birthday to me?
So, my dad's step-mother died today. "grandma Brown." I feel pretty horrible about it. But mostly because I feel obligated to feel sad. I didn't really know her, and she always seemed like a boring old woman to me. Also because while my dad told me, rather sadly, the first thought in my head was "hey! he didn't wish me a happy birthday!" seconded ( Read more... ) -
I <3 temp work...
I GOT A FUCKING JOB!!!! at a law firm in St. Paul. its only temp, but shit, its something. And its something in the field I'm trying to get into. i think it was a birthday present from the universe...cuz I start tomorrow...on my birthday. woot! -
Hello.
My name is Single, again. Awesome beans. Also, I hate bars. Too many phone numbers of people I wouldn't ever care about. I'm trying to accept that I feel like everybody else does. That sometimes I just need to expel stupid shit to people through writing such inane journal entries. So here I am. Writing an inane journal entry. And sometimes I can be ( Read more... ) -
Vicoden?
Why am I still awake? I came down with a terrible awful fucking cold... I was tired as hell all this evening...took a bunch of Advil and Vicoden. and yet I can not sleep. Its like if my body is sick, my mind goes on overdrive to make up for it. Obnoxious. -
Please stop living your philosophies.
Cuz I'd really like something real. you can talk, talk, talk... but talking really is meaningless. You can tell me all about the way you think... but it doesn't help if its not specifically applicable to me. and you can make me this or that. But if its all in your head, i don't think i can trust you. I haven't felt anything from you. just that ( Read more... ) -
I'm horrible.
shit happens.
I'm sorry.
That is all.
