I am taking a break from intensely cleaning my room while the parents have, all day, been watching some campy Hitchkock marathon on some crappy television network ( Read more... )

While life itself is moving on up, at the moment, my body is protesting such strenous activity ( Read more... )

With the prospect of home less than seven hours away, and e-mail from Randy (who, contrary to popular belief, does still exist), and an acceptance to Roanoke College!!!, life is looking up.

I'm a bitch
I'm a lover
I'm a childI'm a mother
I'm a sinnerI'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed

Three weeks is too long - not to be away from home, necessarily, but to be away from all the things that make me me. I keep wanting to run off and experiment on some shirts, but I can't, because I'm not home. I keep wanting to do things, but I can't. I mean, we do stuff here. Some very nice things, at that. But it's enough already. My time spent ( Read more... )

I am sleeping to the amount of zero tonight.

So apparently Governor McGreevey of New Jersey came out today as gay, despite his wife and kid, and having been involved in an affair with a male member of his cabinet who is now filing a sexual harassment suit. He has to resign.

I'm a bad person, yes, but I'm so amused right now.

I guess if Christie Whitman can go to the EPA, then anything is

... I think this pretty much speaks for itself. :D

Eating goat cheese is an experience I'm not certain everyone should have ( Read more... )

So I went through this morning and read back over the old entries that I've marked as memories. And wow. I really do some of my best writing when I'm... not depressed. Angsty, I suppose is the best word for it ( Read more... )