If I leave my arrow icon in the upper right hand corner of my computer screen, it does this thing and I forgot that it did it until just now. It opens my iPhoto library and plays a slideshow from #1-however-the-fuck-many pictures I have in there. So I just sat for 20 minutes and watched 2+ years of photos go by.

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This morning on the bus home from Raun's I watched a woman scream at her 3 year old. She called him a "filthy, rotten little boy" and said "mommy fucking hates you!". No one on the bus knew what to do, it's always one of those situation where you're afraid that if you piss the person off the victim might get it even worse once their alone. So ( Read more... )

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So This morning I stumble out of bed, a little bit hungover and a lotta bit wanting a shower. The second my foot hits the floor something's wrong. It's cold and wet and squishy under my nice, warm, clean foot. I look down and to my horror I see that the floor is soaking wet and covered in little bits of toilet paper and crap. Oh yes, crap. Shit. ( Read more... )

That's where I am right now. Snuggled between bawling and rolling on the floor. I think it's called an emotional overload ( Read more... )

I'm sorry I've been so anti-social. I am. Really. I'm not sure why I'm avoiding everyone, but I am and I know it's annoying.

New tattoo. Sleep but not rested. Going to fucking work.

I'd rather sit in my room and read Harry Potter.

Ow ow ow. I was doing so well until I stood up to get on the bus. Then WHAM! cramps again. My back is all in knots and I feel like I might puke. I don't understand why they're so bad this time; I've never been immobilized by cramps before and I used to always think that girls that used it as an excuse to stay home from school were exaggerating. ( Read more... )

To a vegetarian, one may be hard pressed to find things as unappealing as shoving your hand into a bag of raw pork. Tonight however, I found one that trumps it by far ( Read more... )

My Mom's ok. She called; she said police are everywhere and they're not letting anyone ride the subways for another day. Robin called from Japan to say that he saw a news broadcast and all he could understand was "London, England" and "bombs". This shit blows.

I finally made an official complaint against my co-worker Darrel today. The comments and touching and gestures and pet names and over-all sleaziness have reached saturation point. My boss called me today and said he'd heard that I was having problems asked me to explain, so I told him. I told him about the sexist remarks, the sexually based ( Read more... )