I've finally figured some very unimportant things out: 1) I work therefore I am, and 2) one of the reasons I'm so out of it, which I'll elaborate below ( Read more... )

Improper use of inverted commas, Hoover! Improper use of inverted commas ( Read more... )

I really need to stop being this horrible stupid person. What the hell am I so afraid of?

When that H5N1 virus hits the States I just know I'm going to contract that shit ( Read more... )

No time or energy for any contribution. Dying.

I don't know how to describe it. I'm just not there. I simply have no personality any more, and I have no idea how to deal with that. No one is home. I can't even have a conversation with my close friends because I have no input whatsoever. I keep looking, but I'm finding nothing. I've always had at least some semblance of me or what I want to be, ( Read more... )

Phone is down, has been down. Will be back up soon. Serenity rocked.

Out of desperation I applied and have been hired at Target in Northgate. As cynical as I can be, my first impression was, "Holy crap, these people seem genuinely nice! Wait a minuet, what's going on?" As you can see by the time that impression had finished it had turned to paranoia. At Old Navy I had this overlying sense of, "OLD NAVY WANTS TO KILL ( Read more... )

Party at the house formerly known as Fortress Maximus now known as Gay House. Be offended.

When: Tommorow, Saturday September 10th, at around 8:00 P.M.

Where: 1006 NW 83rd St.

This is a B.Y.O.B party, as in Bring Your Own Bitches, bitches. Take that as you will.

( Look at your LJ interests list. If you have fewer than 50 interests, pick every fifth one. If you have between fifty and seventy-five interests, pick every seventh one. If you have over seventy-five interests, pick every tenth one. If you have fewer than ten, pick all of 'em. List them on your LJ, and tell everyone exactly what it is about these things that interests you so much. )