hi. i would just like to say that i feel like crap, but right now i know i'm awesome.
thank you.

i am speechless ( Read more... )

eating chicken pot pie. meat has been good to me, but i feel butter in my veins. i want a new ___. too bad. doing art feels! great.

hi!
i'm alive, and more lactarded than ever. i don't really have much to say, not having the internet makes me not need to update my people on my life daily and makes me forget what i ever had to say in the first place. i can say i had a good time reading all y'alls ramblings. i can say that.

i had a great time with all the hip ones on capitol hill last night, at DAVID BOWIE COVER NIGHT!!! drunk and slightly lethargic from pharmaceuticals (shame!!!) but fun nonetheless. and the dancing! so much of it. anyway. lots of gayness, tons of hot hot hot boys who all lovingly ignore me. tired today, slight emotional hangover.

my halloween costume idea came true; that is

i got shit on by a fucking bird.

bah humbug

horrible panic day yesterday such dismay held no sway caught in the fray, curds and whey ... that's about it.

seriously though i couldn't focus worth shit felt so bad had bad luck fought with the folks ... the fun never ends.

go eat some (pubic) crabs.

i woke up about an hour ago feeling incredible pain in my stomach. yes, lactopain. sometimes i pretend i am invincible and don't have to worry about the whole lactose problem. this is when i pay big later on. like now. here i am on the eve of what is to be my moving day and i can't fucking sleep. i can't do anything involving laying down. all i can ( Read more... )

i am drunk and i am baking the third and final cake of the night.
any questions?

i feel slightly less ... and slightly more ... today ( Read more... )