Ehhh, i'm saving this yummy personality test here, and if you want to look at it fine. All two of you who read this thing. Yay. I understands that I am simultaneously arrogant and self-satisifed AND empathetic and warm. Go it.

( Without further fondue. )

I've been playing with the demo version of PeoplePutty.. I reeaally want the full version but until i get it, I'm semi-content to just make little virtual friends and take pictures of them before surrendering them to the gut-wrenching horrors of an inability to save.

( Weird German Guy. )

Tonight I went to get cigarettes and take back a movie. On the way I realized I had a pack of cigarettes in my left jacket pocket (translation: my reserve cigarette pocket) that I hadn't found when I was freaking out about being out of smokes. I figured if I went and bought more I'd just be tempted to buy something else so I went home. On the way, ( Read more... )

For my birthday I want a big uncut stick of salami.

Today at work my boss was putting sugar in his tea and he said, "Sugar - the other white powder." It might seem like a "boo hiss"er but you'd have to be there. He's about 50 and has a really thick, i dunno, Iranian? accent and says things like "go ahead now while i am here, go smoke your head

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I am alone. I was okay with being alone because i lied and cheat and stole myslef into being okay with it and then i wasn't alone and i loved it and now i'm alone again and all my work is undone. all my work. that i did to be okay with being alone. and it's undone.

I am so drunk I can't even deal with it. Me and my Dharma and Greg. I want to die. I will not die, but I want to. BUt I wont' and tomorrow I will go to work. And I will live. An dI will write. And I am and a good, worthwhile amazing person.

While I was working this afternoon, joni, this girl i went to high school with, came in and got some food and asked everyone to sign her petition to keep prairie dogs legal. I don't have any idea if she recognized me, although I recognized her immediately. I have been recognized before by people I went to high school with, and I look basically ( Read more... )

that polar ice is really smooth. It's sweet because I know Dave buys himself nothing but rotgut.

Yeah, so I'm 22. Living at home, answering phones at a pizza place, not going to school because I can't walk there. I'm just feeling like a real success here.

On an upnote or two, though, there were a few nice things about my birfday.

( Here is the front of the card sarah+bif made me. It's got almost everything that makes life worth living on it. )