New journal. fluffybuffalo . Most of you are already added to my friends list.

GO SEE!!!

Short update ( Read more... )

Can't help myself. Here's an entry ( Read more... )

Oh my god.
You all are so boring. I check your journals--and nothing.
Britta, Chloe's mission failed, due to a terrorists stealing your deodorant and craftily hiding it, only to make it reappear in my room when I came back to it. No lies.

I'm quitting LJ. It's pointless now that I can talk to most of you in person again.

Stressed. Dying.

Sorry I'm not returning calls. I get all your calls to my cell phone but I'm too on edge to talk to anyone, much less do anything.

I want sleep.

Tomorrow I go to Seattle again. Staying with Ross for a week, then moving to Marie's for as long as my mom needs to recover. There's the plan ( Read more... )

Well, back in California.

Ho hum.

Well, forget my last entry. God decided things weren't screwey enough, and I need a place to stay for one or two weeks until I can stay at Marie's until I can get a goddamn apartment.

Or I can go back to California for an indefinite period of time and do this ALL OVER AGAIN.

I haven't been doing much with everyone. I'm sorry. It's not entirely my fault. Everything's become far more complicated than I would have guessed. My mom broke her ankle and now she's moving back to California with my dad to recover, leaving me with two options: to go back, start school there and move at the end of the semester, or strand myself ( Read more... )