I just don't feel right up here *points to head* these days.
I just wish I could identify why.

Because I'm sure it's causing [I don't feel like finishing this entry]

Sometimes it's so hard not to start smoking again, or to eat myself back up to 315lbs or to let myself have that nervous breakdown that I know will eventually come.

I'm doing okay, I'm just saying.

Comcast = "I honestly don't know what the fuck I'm paying for these days ( Read more... )

"They say laughter is the best medicine... I say drawing cartoons of English Lit. teachers being eaten by ugly monsters is better." - me 2004

Carey hates our landlord.
Now we're both angry.
So I hate our landlord too.

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Why am I writing about Starbucks on a Friday? The sad truth is... I think about work a lot when I'm not there. In fact, I DREAM about work (Starbucks) a lot when I'm not there ( Read more... )

Today is Earth Day (which sorta snuck up on me) and I don't feel particularly 'earthy.' I'm tired, my hours at work are stinky, not leaving much time to appreciate, let alone contribute to, the beauty of mother nature. Blech.

postscript. I think I may actually look into the Carpenters Union here in Chicago and see about technical school/classes with them.

here's to dreading my first 'official' day of work tomorrow ;)