So phone just cut Liz off again, thankfully ( Read more... )

Today was a little bit better. At work I answered phones and didn't fuck up too much, didn't mess up seating people. Ran errands with my Aunt Susan. (By the way, she and Uncle J.W. are here for a week or so) Called up a doctor who actually accepts my insurance, made an appointment. So no more problems with that soon, I hope. Tomorrow all I have to ( Read more... )

Today was awful.

I thought I was done with that whole crying in front of people thing. Lucky for me, only Morrigan noticed.

And now, I have written my letter to mtv, and am about to send it off. I wish I wasn't so emo, then I could muster up some excitement.

Ok, so.

If you had to sell me to Mtv, what would you say?

There's a slim chance that through my Mensa connections I might be able to be on a sorta "true life" thing.

I'm not getting my hopes up... but I'm going to try anyway.

Suggestions?

Moey, I love you.

Or is it queen?

In any case, today was relatively good. Better than yesterday, with that whole almost blacking out thing. Today I had my first piano class in over seven years, and man. I think I remember more than I thought I did. Which would make this class easy. And it felt... nice, being at a piano again. Maybe this'll become a constant thing ( Read more... )

Wow. Looking at a certain devious douchewad's myspace...

EWWWWH. WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING???

So much for no regrets. Bad libido, bad!!! Never do that again!

Like, seriously.

EW.

I think that whenever I feel bad about myself, I should just think about that poor creature. 'Cause then I laugh for a little bit, and then I feel better about myself.

But, ( Read more... )

Dear Monday,

Spanish was not so bad. The little spanish woman with facial hair seems very smart.
However, having me almost black out at work (fuzzy sound, like cotton in the ears, black patchy vision) was so uncool. Next time, pace out the migranes/not eating/not sleeping bit.
You fucking whore.

Yours truly,

The girl whose eyes now hurt. A lot.

P.S.
( Read more... )

I love this icon ( Read more... )

Ok, not really. But 

( Read more... )