Livejournal got fancy.  This thing says I haven't posted in 105 weeks.
...and now it doesn't!

I had a whole lot of fun last night. Got a little trashed ( Read more... )

When you feel embarrassed, then I'll be your pride ( Read more... )

I am inspired to record my daily doings ( Read more... )

I'm rather badly sunburned ( Read more... )

I want to scream until my heart empties.

I want to erase the memories.

Joe broke up with me for the final time.
There were no harsh words, just tears and embraces.
But it's really over this time I guess.
The overest.
I can't understand why I feel this bad.
I can't stop crying.
I would have stayed with him forever.

Joe slept over last night, even though I got off work at 12:30am.
The alarm didn't go off, and he had to be at work at 7am.
My alarm, my apartment.
Half an hour late for work.
Why do I feel so freakin' responsible?

It wasn't my perversion to watching the cat clean himself I wanted to draw attention to.. but the fact that he was doing so quite casually upon my catalog. I suppose you had to be there.

I have a computer now. The first of my very own. But it has no internet yet.

Curses.

I want my DiabloII back. Christopher.

Halo is sitting on the desk licking his poopshoot on top of my Coach catalog. That is all.

I love my job. Whole bunches. I just wish I had more hours. :(