Swtiched LJs. Four years is long enough for one journal, don't you think?
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I don't like the hospital. Like, more than a week! A week!
My nurse was a bitch, too.
I have newfound love for the hedonism bot.

What a nice day.

Upon protests that my journal is not narrative enough, I add the following. My entire life summed up to a point sometime this morning ( Read more... )

Interviews ( Read more... )

This place opened up behind my house, so I went and bought a bunch of Asian candy and things, to make me feel closer to my heritage (or just to eat, whatever)
Hello Panda is always good, but these chips smell like butt. The bag promised "miracle breakthru in potato snakes!!" Yes, potato snakes.
I think I am gonna throw them away.

That last entry was a joke. Mostly.

Open call, I need a damn boyfriend, dammit ( Read more... )

Look, my desktop. Evidence of my almost fanatical hatred of clutter lies in the fact I have edited my playlist down, because it looked "too big" on my desktop. Sad, isn't it? Contains sort of female nudity. You've been warned. That picture is just so awesome I couldn't help but use it as a background, sorry. I have a thing about pinup art. Plus ( Read more... )

I bought a shirt today that says "Slap my ass and call me Sally." Just because, I mean, I say that so much, when the opporunity to have it emblazoned on my chest came along, how could I say no? It's sort of tight, but I'm probably just going to sleep in it anyway.