We have apparently entered the age of the Merry Christmas text message.  So far, I've received 11.  Seriously.

SO Tori Amos has a live b-side of Flock of Seagulls' "I Ran."         It's my jam.

It's really terrible when you look and feel like crap, yet have to go somewhere.  I had a wicked stomach bug all week, but had to go the mall last night really quickly.  I need a haircut, hadn't shaved in three days, and I had on holey clothing due to laziness and the need to do laundry.  And of course I ran into everyone I know.  I bumped into my ( Read more... )

This day has been so long, and emotionally stressfull....

i feel like a hooker who's been pistolwhipped.

I have bought exactly four classy ornaments,  started wrapping presents, and broken out Mariah Carey's christmas album.  Which is the shit.

I had a terrible christmas last year.  I'm determined to have a fantastic one this year.  And I will.  Because, like Kelly Clarkson, I get what I want.

My stepmother spent twenty minutes this morning talking about how much she wants me to find a boyfriend ("or do you boys still call them 'lovers'?) because she says she wants to have another son in the family.  And my father just held a grimace and inquired about the turkey ( Read more... )

ps- she only weighs 1.9 lbs.    how fucking cute is that??

Crazy afternoon ( Read more... )

Not to be the world's worst person when I'm trying to be a more positive person, but I totally called that Ryan and Reese split on LJ the day after she won the Oscar.

I don't know what it is, but I'm incredibly happy right now.  Right now I feel content, and empowered.  No explanation.  I've felt it all day.  Something's changed, and nothing's changed.  Still single.  Still fucked-up family.  Still unsure of school/career/what I want.  But somehow, I'm content with all of that.  I'm giggling at jokes that aren't ( Read more... )