Livejournal begs me to post an entry because my last entry was posted 31 weeks ago. I haven't done it in a while because I've packed my shit and moved to MySpace. I fucking hate MySpace but no one else reads my shit here so I kinda had to. sorry.

So i' ve got some slightly emo poetry. And i'm not sorry.

Hearsay

I heard it on the grapevine;
A little birdie told me
Well, you know, “they” said he said she said I said you said
Yeah. Well,
Whatever
I don’t deal in hearsay
I don’t indulge in gossip
I’ve had enough lies spread
In my name to know
It’s probably
A great big
Load of
ShiT
(This is in the shape ( Read more... )

I haven't posted on this lj lately because of work and my story at vitasang.livejournal.com but I've been going through some shit nonetheless.

I can't get that job with Yellow Transport because they're not hiring in Bakersfeild. I can't get the job with RiteAid because for some stupid reason I mentioned the pot I smoked nine years ago. Please don't ( Read more... )

Congratulations to Epiphanyxero regarding her beautiful baby boy.

Work is gay. Getting kicked off the clock early again. Rite Aid is supposed to be hiring me soon, but I failed their little phone questionaire thingy. Not sure how. Maybe I hit the wrong button or something?

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Well, guess what! I finally get back to the Library, and I'm gonna write Chapter Four, right? WRONG! I forgot the manuscript at home. MotherFucker! Then, since I've written and rewritten it a dozen times, and have it kinda memorized, I try to write from my head, and it's art! but the library computer fucking crashes and I have less than 20 minutes ( Read more... )

I've opened a new Livejournal. I'll be keeping this one to write personal things in, but the new one, "VitaSang" will be used to post stories. Linkiness is to follow.

But please, when commenting on vitasang, bear in mind that I'm hoping publishers will be seeing it. So don't mention this livejournal. I don't want anyone to know how fucked I am ( Read more... )

If you get more than 30 you're paranoid ( Read more... )

To want what you can't have ( Read more... )

So guess who I saw at work the other day?

Yeah. Story time.

The first girl I ever dated was Lacy Long. (No lie. That's her fucking name) She left me because I didn't know what I was doing and couldn't keep my hands off her. Apparently there's this notion that you're supposed to take it slow. Excuse the shit out of me for needing to learn that, but ( Read more... )

Cry to your father ( Read more... )