There's really nothing to report.

1) I am hopelessly in love
2) I'm setting career goals
3) I'm preparing for auditions in a couple of weeks
4) I'm ready for bed.

When running away know how to get there, and how to get back, and eat first...

(another point to anyone to name that show)

Recently we've been discussing how circumstantial our meeting was (both ( Read more... )

Landon McQuilkin, 21, arrested in November in Jacksonville, Fla., after he allegedly abducted a man and said he would kill him, relented to his victim's "last request" to visit his girlfriend before he died; with McQuilkin waiting in the car outside her house, the victim went in, locked the door and called police. [Joplin Globe, 12-12-05] [Florida ( Read more... )

There's things grinding in my jaw when I open and close it this morning. I have a feeling that I was sleeping with my jaw clenched again, which means I'm stressed out about something. Next to come will be pain from my neck and I'll have to start taking those pain killers again that I hate. Wow, crazy how things snowball, huh ( Read more... )

VICTORY IS MINE!
'nuff said...

It's just when things get too good that the dread sets in; the real question is: how much longer?

I just had to goolge 9-11 to find out what year it happened. Funny how time goes by so quickly...

"If I had known things would no longer be,
I would have tried to remember better..."

After not sleeping the past four nights, I'm pretty drained. While buying supplies for DOOM 3, I bought some sleeping pills... that little fucker can chew his little heart out, I'm going to "wake up rested"...

I just sprayed a ton of lysol into one of his holes, do you think it'll give him respiratory failure or just make him really clean?

*SNAP!!* the resounding percussion of what I was sure was certain glory rang out approximately 5 minutes ago, but, alas, he eludes me... trap reset and faculties renewed, I have decided: this mouse doesn't know who he's playing with. Tomorrow I will take a lovely stroll to the supermarket to purchase my ammunition: mint extract and poison. Yes, I ( Read more... )

After becoming royally pissed that the furry intruder is not taking the bait, I have taken everything out of the closet... and I mean everything... with the exception of two very smooth boxes, a rather large bottle of Smirnoff and the trap. I have created the Gauntlet of Vengence, a narrow passageway that leads only to Peanut Butter Revenge, which ( Read more... )

Yay for obscure musical references (a point to anyone who can name the show)...

My rage: the mouse chronicles
    A few days ago, I was awakened by the ( Read more... )