I am sick. I graduate today. My father is in town. This needs to be over.

For good or ill, I am home. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and I am glued to my computer doing homework. I graduate in three weeks. I wonder, as I always have, what the fuck happens now? Maybe I will go have a margarita before class. Then again, maybe I won't ( Read more... )

Happy birthday to Suzanne and Matt.
Three girls at my job are pregnant.
That pretty much sums up my existence.

Peace,
Holla

It's a fire ( Read more... )

Looking back over my journal from the past couple of years, some things I can't believe ( Read more... )

HELLO!!!
I've been saying I wanted to have New Year's in Wildwood since..well, last New Year's Eve, when Mike and Sara ditched me, Stephen fell asleep before midnight, and my sister and cousin went to jail. Thanks a lot guys, for staying the fuck home, again. Happy New Year.

Holli

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some boy you are ( Read more... )

Stupid ass hurricane ( Read more... )

The rat is dead. It stunk.