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I want to make things good.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, ( Read more... )

I'm going to "gotta paint" today.
I suppose I just gotta paint.
I'm making my first Christmas present.
I'm kind of excited.

I've never been much of a painter.
See: my room.
Perfect. Wish me luck.

word.

A little hungover.
Not expecting to work at 8 a.m.
I'm supposed to be in at 3:30.
Shit happens.
So I eat egg mcmuffins and drink apple juice.
It's the hangover killer.
At least I have the evening off.

Tango, ole.
*snap snap snap*

And....
g'day.

So it's Saturday night.
I got nothing going on.
I'm lonely.
I'm down.
I'm not sleeping.
My best friend doesn't have time for me.
My girlfriend lives in the United States.
My family makes me crazy.
Why do I feel like I've been here before...

And now I appologize for the "emo" post.
It's not in my nature.
But this is...

Fuck off and

So I was working yesterday ( Read more... )

I had the worst dream ever ( Read more... )

Cue: Me updating my livejournal
Cue: gasp.

I'm old now.
I have a full time job, plus another job.
I have a car.
And, I am tired.

= old.

Word.

I enjoy girls ( Read more... )