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LVIII. overanalyze, v, to devote an exorbitant amount of time to researching a situation or thing
I think too much.
And every question begs another.
There are no answers, other than the fact that sometimes there are answers, but not within the yes/no right/wrong black/white dichotomy ( Read more... ) -
LVI. disappointment, n, a feeling of dissatisfaction that results when expectations are not realized
God, I really oughtn't have teased him about being wrong; I had such a nice time tonight and he was aMAZing, but I have this persistent and irresistable urge to pick at things, to take them apart so I can see their component parts, and that's not exactly standard--or even halfway intelligent--practice when it comes to interpersonal relationships ( Read more... ) -
LIV. neurosis, n, a functional disorder in which feelings of anxiety dominate the personality
I never know where to begin anymore. My life is bursting with ____ness, and it's insane. Not in a negative way particularly. Or at all, really ( Read more... ) -
LI. snuggle, v, to lie or press closely, as for comfort or from affection; nestle; cuddle
Do you ever want to go back and reevaluate everything someone has ever said to you in light of recent developments? I, naturally, do it all the time because a lot of things most things go totally over my head and then something will happen to totally change the way I look at a person and I'm all, bzuh wha? Oh, so then, that time you said.... and ( Read more... ) -
IL. high, n, a euphoric state induced by alcohol, drugs, etc.
1. I am COVERED in glitter ( Read more... ) -
XLVIII. sick, adj, affected with nausea; inclined to vomit.
OH YES GOOD JOB ALIX ( Read more... ) -
XLVII. poetry, n, literary work in metrical form; verse.
Ethnically and religiously exclusivist groups depress the shit out of me ( Read more... ) -
XLVI. hash, n, purified resin prepared from the flowering tops of the female cannabis plant
I AM LISTENING TO ELVIS PRESLEY SO HARD RIGHT NOW ( Read more... ) -
XLV. flu, n, an acute febrile highly contagious viral disease
ACK. I feel like death warmed over. My uterus is imploding, my head is exploding, and my throat is so scratchy that every sound out of my mouth is either a squeak or the voice of Barry White. I got like sixteen hours of sleep last night, too! And nine the night before. What have I done, karmically speaking, to deserve this? I know I'm not a ( Read more... )