1. I am sick and tired of being single.

2. Everyone please shut up about the Patriots. I know they lost: let it rest.

So I just realized something about Callie: she and I don't get along well at all. Now, that's not to say that we bicker and argue and stuff, but in order for even just friendship like we have, it takes a tremendous amount of effort. Whenever we hang out, our minds rarely "click" together in that instance to show that we're on the same wavelength. ( Read more... )

Okay, so now what?

Well, because there have been a great many developments since my last post (read: interesting life events), I thought I'd develop a composite sketch of them all and throw them up there for the two types of people who read this: those who care about me, and those who have nothing better to do.

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I was just talking about this with Raquar. Kinda an explanation of sorts for why things are the way they are...

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Last night, I came to a point where I basically told myself "no more girls." This after a not-nearly-as-painful-as-I'd-thought review of my livejournal history (which revealed something I'd forgotten: that at one point I had 5 girls lined up who I could have gone out with, but didn't), and a slightly low blow from my sister setting up a Match.com ( Read more... )

So I took a trip down Memory Lane today. Took me about four hours, but I read through every entry on my LiveJournal, barring surveys and the like, but I got a pretty good portrait of my later Highschool life. Interestingly, it wasn't as bad as I'd remembered it being. The only Emo posts started when I got to college and was just like, "Okay, God, ( Read more... )

Go to your Calendar and find the first entry for each month of 2007. Post the first line of it in your journal, and that's your "Year in Review."

( Under Me )

So I'm thinking of swearing off girls for a while and just admitting my solitude, because the girls that I want are the ones I can't have, and the ones that want me are the ones I don't really want ( Read more... )

So I dunno how many of you saw, but yesterday on AIM for a couple hours I had an away message that basically said it was going to take a miracle for me to get through the day. What did that mean exactly?

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