ok,yeah, i'm just leaving an update quickly. got shit to do ( Read more... )

but i think i found mine. thank the gods ( Read more... )

i love that song. "calling u" by blue oyster cult. yeah, its so sappy and cheesey and sweet, except for the slightly stalker nature of parts of the song. the best line, that i'm always telling to tommy, 'i can't believe you actually picked me.' and he's always telling me that too ( Read more... )

that being said, someone will probably think it is, but its not. idon't freaking care ( Read more... )

it always is. when all the noises of the tv, and the radio and the music devices are gone, the silence here is almost suffocating. its a loaded silence. the silence of being in a room just out of earshot of a conversation in another room. you know they're talking, but you can't hear them. the pitfalls of living in a haunted house i guess ( Read more... )

i saw the surgeon. good news, its not in my bones, no arthritis. bad news: i'm most likely going to need surgery. its not that bad actually. small incision, snip snip, done. but i gotta get electricity shot thru my arm to test exactly how bad it is ( Read more... )

i r in a wonderful mood today. why? i had a date. i think it was a date. this guy and i went to dinner together and he wouldn't let me so much as see the cheque. so i guess it was a date ( Read more... )

i am at the moment, set to see the hand surgeon about my wrist on the first. and i am scared. i think i've let it go too long. you know how usually you ahve a problem, then finally call the doctor, and the problem gets better? yeah, only, my hand's worse. i r typing thru massive amounts of ibuprophen right now. (thank the gods for OTC NSAIDs ( Read more... )

its my birthday soon. in an hour i'll be 26. can't say it fills me with any kind of dred or excitement. its just, a fact. like the sun rises in the east. *shrugs ( Read more... )

i, bad-ass bevin i'll-rip-ur-arm-off-and-beat-u-with-the-bloody-end-if-u-touch-me-again d is scared shitless of her own body. not in the way that most women are scared of it, weight is no big thang for me. if i get fat, so what? idc. i am afraid, like really afraid, that i am going to lose the ability to write. i mean, since i started having the ( Read more... )