The last two days I've woken up with a hangover. I figured, I'd go for three since today is a holiday. Raise your hand if you can really remember the last time you took a shower? Oh boy!

Broken connections plague my communications. Maybe february will be kinder with wind and rain and words screened here. Maybe the bears will call.

I was thinking of going back in time, and molesting myself as a child, to measure the scale of psychological damage I could do to myself.

I survived having four impacted wisdom teeth being removed. My entire face, down to my neck is bruised and this morning (day 3 after sugery) I woke up with a black eye. I guess 'domestic voilence victim' is the only halloween costume I could really pull off. That's okay, I didn't have plans this year, anyhow. No bong, no weed, no booze, just pain ( Read more... )

On the Thorazine I found today, I can truely appricate music again. Last time it was color.

What I like about livejournal is you can Edit history, look, this never happened!

For just the price of a six pack of one of your trendy damn microbrews-
you could be buying me a fucking birthday present.
Think about it.
You have until June 10th.
Late presents will be accepted.
Thanks.

I find there's nothing more satisfactory than reading books about terrible things, that have some sort of morbid humor. Or as the Irish say "Nothing is funnier than sadness ( Read more... )

The things I learned from dating a junkie ( Read more... )

For two months I've been waiting, and for two months more I shall wait. These two months will determine if I'm going to move out, with a roomate, or stay here and save up to move to England. Waiting is the worst part, I can't stand the waiting. I can't stand the boy who makes me wait. Only 6 months into this thing and I'm already so tired I'm just ( Read more... )