- Somebody, at some point, despite she may not have done anything for you, have loved you.
- Somebody will go to your funeral.

That's about it, really.

I swear I do not know one single male subject (not even heard of one) who has the money to travel. They always have money to pay speeding tickets, go visit their parents who live up in butt-fuck-nowhere-lands twice a year, spend hundreds at least twice a month on wine and dining or parties, and maybe a road trip to the States once every other year ( Read more... )

Point: I am not reading any of your MSN, e-mail messages, text messages, LJ posts, responses, voicemails, and ecetra.
Suggestion: Please stop spamming my accounts.
Suggestion re-confirmed on August 2, 2006.

Many things happened, and many of these should have happened earlier during my life ( Read more... )

Living dead across the street from an expansive, culturally influential high-fashion mall is not just a mockery to a fashion distributor who does not have the income to afford high-fashion products, but beyond that, a constant emotional strain for me. As I try to blink my weary eyes to sleep, I see the twinkling lights outside my windows from the ( Read more... )

Tonight after work, I went uptown to meet up with Adele and Mike to get to Jonathan's house to get haircuts done. Mike got Adele and I presents! I get presents from Adele! Mike got me a Jesus action figure and a RICHARD CHEESE TUXICITY CD. Right on TIME dude! Adele got me a memory card for my camera (I can take over 100 good resolution photos ( Read more... )

This weekend had been dry. As far as I am concerned, the result was quite foreseeable, and if I was sober enough I would've never went with the plan ( Read more... )

My love for several people exhibits no doubt nor competition. Is it within my power to find the balance or must I become as selfish as cultural establishments encourage?
From many life experience, it is my Love's ambition to defy Time and Space. But Time and Space makes sure the world plays a fair game, which I don't.

This is awful.

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Today I got an official suspension, an unofficial termination.
Tonight my roommate took me out, hung out for hours, chatted about everything and generally cheered me up dramatically.
Tomorrow morning Adele's gonna meet me.
Tomorrow night I'll check out this supposedly exciting Northbound Leather thing with her.
Monday, well, I shall see.