In a coffee shop at the moment. I keep looking over the top of my computer and to each side of me to make sure that no one notices that I'm on LIVEJOURNAL. I shouldn't be embarrassed but I just feel like they KNOW. Whatever. Screw you, blogspot. I'm sticking to the old school shit ( Read more... )

Thank you StumbleUpon.

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Anyone who texts back “Why?” after they are told that they’re not getting laid tonight (directly after they’ve made the statement that they’re not leaving for Sac for two more hours in order to watch the NBA finals) is a complete twit. Figure it out, idiot ( Read more... )

I am living in a world of dog hair. Even now, as I sit and wait for my water to boil (Top Ramen for dinner) I am wondering how in the hell dog hair got on top of the kitchen table ( Read more... )

I drove way the hell out to Rancho Cordova to drop off a resume at a supposed location of Women’s Health Specialists, this super feminist women’s clinic that I would love to work at. When I got to the address I realized that the WHS clinic wasn’t really there - just a one day a week clinic in the midst of a bunch of other programs along with WIC, ( Read more... )

Lady Gaga has been following me everywhere. So far I’ve only found one radio station in my car that comes in clearly. It mostly plays the same kind of rap/pop song crap, with the occasional “Hey Soul Sister” every hour or so. Lately every time I get in my car (and I’m not exaggerating. I mean EVERY time) Lady Gaga’s song about Fernando and ( Read more... )

Life is funny ( Read more... )

I had a dream last night that I got a message back on Facebook. I woke up thinking that it had actually happened until I realized that that was a dream for a reason ( Read more... )

There is nothing more exhilarating than stepping out in front of a moving car ( Read more... )

How do you tell someone that they're not strong enough ( Read more... )