ARGH ( Read more... )

As I looked out into the California dessert ( Read more... )

I am so tired. I am beyond tired. My body is at a state of complete and utter dysfunction. I feel like shit. I just binged like I never binged before. It's been weeks since I ate like that. Lack of sleep triggeres hunger hormones and my hormones are on a fucking holiday disrupting my system ( Read more... )

I just want everyone to know this.

I am a size 12.

yes, that's right. Me. A size 12. I haven't been a size 12 in....never. I've actually never been a size 12. I am sure at one point in my life while I was growing to enormous proportions I crossed it, but never actually acquired such a thing.

shopping for pants is going to be SO MUCH EASIER.

OKAY...maybe I over did it. Perhaps it was a bit harsh that last post. But everything is still, for the most part, true. I can't wait till I'm gone.
The people aren't all that bad. I love some of them very much. So fuck off.

Love, Jenny

I can't take it. I hate this city. I hate everything in it. I hate the people, I hate the places, I hate the things. Everything about this place makes me sick. I can't stand it ( Read more... )

I haaaaaaaaaaaateeeeeeeeeeeeee guys.

I hate how I go for the ones I know don't give two shits about me.
I hate how I bend over backwards for them.
Answer their beck and call.
Will kill my own cat for their happiness.
And all they really want is the girl next to me.
I hate how LAME I am.

I HATE IT.

I did have a nice chat with Dan. That was

GUH. So basically, Not only are my assesments from London extremely late, but it turns out that the paper I thought was optional was NOT and so I might have just failed the only critical studies I had over there in Jolly Ol' England. WHAT BOLLOCKS! Perhaps it was me who was the fool and I sort of fucked things over for myself. This is actually the ( Read more... )

I cancelled my gig tonight. I am too exhausted to do comedy and not prepaired. I always do this. I have new material but I'm too fucking ADD to sit down and actually write the damn thing out so I can rehearse it. I want to get as many shows in as possible to hopefully by the end of the summer I am actually getting booked gigs! I have to keep ( Read more... )

My eyes are heavier than lead weights and my nose is full of snotty snots and my teeth are full of seedy seeds from rasberries. But am I sad? No. Am I content? For the most part, yes. I am in the process of editing a piece that could define me as an artist. YES. DEFINE ME.
Oh Conan, you lovely git.