I got dumped.
After 10 months.
Needless to say, I'm upset.

( I'll prove it to you. )

Dan's way of breaking up with me was to get drunk last night and make out with some co-worker girl ( Read more... )

23 years old today.

I was driving behind a little, zippy Mazda Miata. Top down. Driver's hair whipping around in the warm wind ( Read more... )

I hate being stood up.
I really do.
Makes me wanna break things.
I'd rather be flaked out on, 'cause at least then
I know what is going on.
But this is just complete disregard.
Argh.

Okay, I put on some pounds recently that I'd like to ditch.
Anyone have any advice short of exercising?
I hate exercise.
And work tires me out as it is.

My vehicular archenemy is the child-toting Dodge Caravan ( Read more... )

I wish I was.

I wonder if any solace can be found in this life.

Well, I lent my friend money so he could make rent tomorrow, but I overdrafted my bank account in the process.

And I just thought I'd let everyone know how displeased I am about it.
However.

Warm.air.light.rain.perfect.night.