Blaaaaah.

I want a dog.

I get no dog though.

Oh well.

It's been a while, you droves of folks who don't actually read my journal. In my head there are droves, I assure you ( Read more... )

Got through my first full night of classes without my ankle freaking out.

Yeaaaaaaah.

When your friend's husband is a complete fucking moron and you're not allowed to say anything about it!

So today is my birthday. I'm thirty now. Time to write numbers with letters. Bah, fuckit. 30. Nyah ( Read more... )

I fucking hate my friends. (Not you Cheryl ( Read more... )

Sure why not.
( Cut for people who don't like looking at feet... or huge dark purple blotches of under skin blood. )

I just sprained my fucking ankle. I can't remember the last time something hurt that much. I seriously was on the verge of fainting from it. WTF I'm not a person who passes out lightly. Then I had to sit there in agony for a good 45 min while my manbeast ran out and got me an ace bandage. Hurts less now that I'm doped up, but I still look like I ( Read more... )

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My friend is having a Halloween wedding. I thought I wanted to do a plague doctor mask. I decided it would be way too bulky for hanging around in. I decided on steampunkifying a pair of cheapo welding goggles. They still haven't shipped, and the wedding is this Saturday night ( Read more... )