A long time friend in North Carolina sent me this in an email, and as a northern born gal who lived in the south for nearly 10 years, I can say that, yeah, its true ( Read more... )

I went to bury Misha yesterday, but no one was home when I arrived...so I dug his grave with my own bare hands ( Read more... )

No one has talked to me yet, about what happened, but my friends list is overflowing with "Rest in Peace saps ( Read more... )

Misha died today, my baby...just fell off his perch for no reason, dead ( Read more... )

I just love it when people assume they know me, or the situation I'm in, when they assume that I am such a bad person, when they know nothing at all.

That just makes my day.

I think that in under four hours, I have proven to everyone at work that I am clinically insane ( Read more... )

Am royally ticked at all of the employees of Beall's right now...other than Debbie ( Read more... )

How hard is it to suffer for three years when promised absolute bliss afterwards?

Should bliss be attained at this very moment?

Or should patience be exercised, pain incurred, lonliness beyond all reason felt...

I don't know...

This goes out to any of my friends with a paid account:

What are the perks of having a paid livejournal account, and how would I go about switching this account over to one?

-ish curious-

...and because I promised this a while ago to everyone, and keep forgetting to do so, here is George.

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