Helloooo. As of next week, I'm going to have my own business. My mom is signing hers over to me. She has to have a major back surgery. It's just a little cleaning business, called Peach Moon Cleaning Services. I'm scared, but excited too ( Read more... )

This weekend reminded me how much I love some people, and even though we are sometimes monsters towards eachother. I love you ( Read more... )

I'm excited that I can FINALLY use my space heater, and electric blanket. I've missed them ( Read more... )

I've decided that I hate, I really fucking hate copy and pasters.

Gas is three motha fuckin' dollars a gallon, well and nine cents.

What am I complaining about? I don't even own a car anymore. haha suckers.

( Dear Kramer & Lauren (but mostly Kramer), )

Last Thursday Lauren and me packed up granola bars, and bottled water and drove to New York City at one in the morning. An hour past Syracuse, we were certain her car was breaking, it made the loudest fucking noise ever. Driving in New Jersey is impossible. They are all nuts. This woman almost slammed into the side of me. We got there at like 7 or ( Read more... )

When I was younger, probably like 10 I used to collect potatoe bugs. It was weird cause as long as I can remember I hated bugs, a lot.. a lot a lot. You know those things that live in sidewalk cracks and stuff? I remember it. I don't remember a lot from when I was 10... but this I specifically remember. Every day I would go to the bus stop earlier ( Read more... )

So, I moved out. I'm living with Lauren and Richie, on Lexington. I like love it.

Byeeee.

Hypocrites run common these days.

I'm mad.....
and i do not like anyone....

I want to... I want to... move far away from all these jerks.

There is a few though. Well like 4 that I like. Cindy I like you. Lauren I like you.

Thanks, please die.