i hope this isn't just the eye of the shit storm.

today none of us can have problems.

barf.

i am really bored and retarded.

i hate columbus ohio and anything that isn't annalisa weber's cooz.

christmas trees are just not as nice without a simba kitty underneath of them.

my house feels very empty and quiet. i don't think i could have had a better friend through these years... i am going to miss him a lot. i already do.

i suppose this is worth a journal entry... last night at 2:30 AM i hit a very drunk man with my car.

today at 2:30 PM i am going to paint a picture of frida kahlo and pretend i know her. love.

good god.

i just killed a silverfish without screaming, jumping around, running away, cringing, or any other form of freaking out. i just stomped that bitch and left its guts all over the floor.

i couldn't sleep last night because the bar that is 2 buildings away from my house (the building inbetween being gas station) was on fire. it smelled bad and was noisy and i thought the gas station was going to catch on fire and explode into my bedroom. plus i was by myself in the house. but the only thing i could really think about was how rag-o- ( Read more... )