I miss you, little bro. You should see what we built in Minecraft! You would have loved it. We built a checkerboard and a "Hit the Target" archery game. Tiffany rebuilt your dirt house from my world and connected it to your house, too. She helped me create a sign above your house to welcome everyone to your funland. We need some more ideas for ( Read more... )

I don't know what's worse... The fact that I lost my brother or the fact that the world has gone on without him...? It has not slowed its pace even slightly, but I am still suspended in time. I cannot even think about living another day without Zach. I am not ready to go back to work. I keep looking at my scissors and thinking what a lovely mess I ( Read more... )

That's the question I've been asking myself for the last twenty-six hours. Why, Zach? Why did you leave us? Why didn't you tell us how much you were hurting? Why did you think this was the only way out? You we're supposed to protect us from spiders and creepers... Who's going to protect us now? I know I said it all the time, but you really did ( Read more... )

The things that hurt the most often come from those who are closest to you. My mother is the worst of these. She talks to me like I'm a dog at best and treats me like garbage most of the time. It would be easy to brush it aside except that she has two sides to her: my mother who dried my tears, and the bitch who makes me cry. Which one I see ( Read more... )

I'm sure that I've said this before, but until things change, I suppose I'll keep saying it. I wish I could win the lottery. I'd buy a house and I'd be okay. I could make it on my own if I just had something to build on, but I have nothing but debt. I'm drowning in it. I just can't live this way anymore. I want to shoot myself and put me out of my ( Read more... )

I have one African Violet with a seed pod already and I'm working on cross-pollinating my Optimaras. I'll be keeping a journal of their progress as well as my success and/or failure. This is an experiment in horticulture for me, so it's natural to assume I'll make mistakes initially. I have hifh hopes, though. If I can manage the Optimaras, I'll ( Read more... )

I am so sick to death of love stories. They aren't realistic. They fill you with expectations that no one can fulfill and while you wait for the fairy tale, you miss out on life and possibly the best love out there. Only Something Borrowed seemed to get it right... While you chase one, another is chasing you, but you don't notice because you're ( Read more... )

Dad took me to the Patriots @ Falcons game last night. Should have posted yesterday, but wasn't feeling so hot. More drama in the house, as well, but that can wait. Falcons put up a hell of a fight, but lost in the end because of carelessness, penalties, and the injuries didn't help. Too many mistakes and not enough big plays. A couple was escorted ( Read more... )

Busy, busy, busy...

When can I slow down? Tell me? I'm broke, but I'm constantly looking for new ways to feed my African Violet addiction. My next shipment should get here this week, but I've been browsing for more. I think I'll boot my boring duplicates to make room for my new ones.

On another note, it looks as though my plans to become a personal ( Read more... )

This might sound weird, but this is the beat Friday at work! Funny how, on the day I start looking at a new career, I find so many reasons to stay where I'm at... Or maybe it's not funny, maybe it's just coincidental. Don't get me wrong, I love what I do, love my boss, love my co-workers, and most of my clients, but the money I make is not enough ( Read more... )