i bought skinny jeans, and they look damn good on me ( Read more... )

we are about to have a ice cream eating, debate watching, choice making party.

last night i dreamed i was in a support group for people who were almost murder victims, like you were in a house where everyone else was murdered but you somehow managed to survive kind of thing, and my high school drama teacher was the group leader.

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so we have the internet back, and this time we have a brand new, never been used modem, so there shouldn't be anymore problems. in a little while here i am going to radio shack to get a wireless USB for my desktop so i will have internet in my room and wont have to use my laptop that is falling apart before my eyes ( Read more... )

i feel all grown up.
watching the presidential debates.
and not because a teacher told me to.

so after the dream dies, you realize there was really no reason for the dream to begin with. when i actually think about it, i dont even remember why i wanted the job, so maybe its for the best i didn't get it, even if i am bitter ( Read more... )

didnt get the fucking job.
and i realized, that i didnt have anything else going for me.
who the fuck am i? i am so fucking boring.
time for some changes.

So I have been having the most screwed up dreams the last few nights.
My teeth falling out.
Getting pregnant.
Being harassed by a man on a bike.
Breaking into peoples houses, by accident.

Really effed up.
Probably caused by stress.

I work 3-8 today.
Renee gets here tomorrow.

My once a week hair conditioner smells like coconuts ( Read more... )

no news.
i hear back next week.