i don't know:
what i am going to do
where i'm going to live
who i'm going to live with.
when i'll decide.

doesn't really matter.
i should move to Nice, i think. but i would be all alone and i sort of like the idea of a companion. bah.
what was the point of updating this thing.

i may be one of those single passengers who drives in the car pool lane.

does the same courtesy (or lack thereof) apply to the world wide web?

( this is what tracey uses internet for. at work, no less. )

tracey! I miss you.

good hand claps are the fruit of life.

wimper.

i totally broke my car stereo. as in, i broke a piece off! huff! duct tape is not even fixing it either. i'm slightly irritated. now i have to buy a new one in order to avoid complete insanity during my hour total daily commute. FFF i have like $4 in my name.

fuck AROUND

i just gave myself an intensely cute hair cut/dye job. it really can't be captured by camera. sooo you'll just have to see it in person.
>>> seeing as though the only person who cares would be tra, that would mean she'd have to leave idaho and come see.

( FUCKING idaho )

rockin' a brand new stack o' music annnnd hemorrhaging money
makin' hummus and nursing a cocktail (noontime cervesa withdrawals)

i'm fully enjoying an empty house -- looking forward to the new digs come octobre.
annnd
i like being single. its having the upper hand -- sometimes.

maybe i promised to post pictures here. there's quite a few. so.. maybe later. the last night in madrid was thoroughly enjoyable. here, pictures would really help, i'm just too lazy. the trip back was not entirely terrible. i did, however, break a bottle of olive oil in my suitcase. luckily it was reasonably contained by the box it was in and didn' ( Read more... )

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