4 more days until my vacation to nowhere. Thank God.
Because I have absolutely no motivation at work lately.
None.
And maybe when I come back, I will feel better about work.
Or life in general.

Nothing seems to be working in my favor lately.
I DON'T like it.

ps- I miss my dad.

Beerfest was overrated ( Read more... )

Hard tacos cut the top of my mouth.

Pintos and cheese smell like sweaty armpits.

I hate taco bell.

Off to Daniel Johns...

Tonight, I see Silverchair.

But most importantly, I see Daniel Johns.

Thrilled.

Today is going to be a good day.
And not just because of that.
But more because I danced to Thriller in the car on the way to work this morning.

<3

Give me one week. Actually, give me 5 out of 7 days. And I hope, really hope, I will be less of a whiny bitch. Because I have always been under the impression that that is the amount of time it would take me to move past the constantly thinking about lame shit phase. But I'm not going to make any promises ( Read more... )

I am going to start reading Middlesex today. I am attempting to read all books by the end of August when I start school ( Read more... )

For the moment I am okay with being completely dull.
All I do is read and sleep.
And I'm not exaggerating.
Seriously.

But like I said, I need this escape.
I need to think.

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i feel like shit isn't that good right now.

but i know that this too will pass.

Okay, now that I got that out of the way. I am here to declare that I want a new tattoo. Or several. But I really really really really want to do my chest. And soon.

Money = the issue.

I finished HP and now have nothing to do. I am officially a loser.

Hello Life, I blow.