i'm feeling so detached. it's easy to start feeling depressed like this. i know i have my friends and everything, but it's so different when everyone you love is so far away. i'm alone all of the time, even often at work. i don't mind it, i just wish it wasn't like this all of the time. i can't tell anything about anyone because i'm never actually ( Read more... )

i also want to try something. a writing/brainstorming exercise, if you will ( Read more... )

there was some sort of horrible accident on my way home this afternoon--it looks like cars were piled up all the way down the 210 bridge. we weren't even allowed onto the loop entrance, so i had to drive the long way across town to get home. it was hot as all shit and i had a headache, so i took off the sweater i'd been wearing over a sleeveless ( Read more... )

happy birthday, japan.

buy my shit on ebay. i'm lazy and will list more when i have a chance. anything and everything. and i'm working on like seven art projects but am willing to add a couple of things

if yr phone is yr alarm, do not set it to the run lola run theme. you think it will make you feel like running when you get up, but instead you just have bad dreams about running for an hour until you finally wake up and have six and a half minutes to get ready (or just oversleep for an hour like i did a couple of days ago before i recognized the

so livejournal? no sense. my phonebill is ridiculous from checking my email at work so no more of that. if you don't know how to text message me by now, well, you haven't been paying attention. or something ( Read more... )

i am flat broke and i work everyday but all my money went to doctor bills so i couldn't afford to drive to the office to turn in my paperwork and was THREE MINUTES LATE so i don't get paid next week ( Read more... )

i only have a second because i'm updating from work but sometime in the next couple of weeks i am throwing a slumber party (location tba) where you have to have something you've done lately that means something to you like a song or story or film or comic or painting you've made as entrance fee and we spend the entire night in pajamas talking about ( Read more... )

warning: this is graphic and kind of sickening, but instead of keeping my mouth shut like i'm supposed to, i'm going to tell the entire fucking world because i'm not scared of what anyone thinks anymore.

( this is the same thing i just posted on myspace. )

i can't believe i forgot how awesome i am.