Well I'm home for the week. I need to get some shit taken care of. Jean Claude Grand Am needs to go in the shop because he doesn't want to have a muffler or a tailpipe. I also need to move some more shit from home to my place. I also need to get some information taken care of. My job is weird and the hours can be unpredictable so I'm looking for a ( Read more... )

Thank God's cock that school is starting! I'm getting sick and tired of babysitting everyone's kids while I'm trying to do my work. It seems that I've had a new "little helper" for almost every week this summer. NO MORE! This summer was disasterous for work. Diana likes to take her week-long "vacations" and I have to do her work and drive Steve ( Read more... )

Are there support groups for those addicted to warm cans of Lipton Brisk Ice Tea with Lemon? We sell it at work and I can't get enough of this stuff.

I need someone to kick me in the ass and tell me to stop spending money. It seems that of this time where I have a job and no current responsibilities of paying for any services other than gas, I have money up my gluttenous whazoo and I'm spending and spending. I spend so much time at shops getting CD's, DVD's, books, clothes and so on that I'm ( Read more... )

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Why is it that only shitty movies are released on my birthday ( Read more... )

Jesus, it was SO humid today! I'm glad it didn't rain though, because it had rained yesterday and the day before. Keith was able to leave the rehabilitation facility to come visit everyone at Steve's house. He looks good; he's sitting in a wheels chair with all sorts of casts and braces plastered all over his body, but he's coherent and still has ( Read more... )

This week pretty much killed me ( Read more... )

I'm curious about this myself, let's give this thing a whirl!

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Tomorrow is the three-year anniversary of creating my journal! Woo! That means you all have to get me some shit or something. And I've only made--like--440 posts in three years. Woo! Pie for me!