People are so full of shit. It always surprises me too.
Not that I'm exempt from this, I mean I am "people", but some are really really fucking full of shit.
People I'm really close to, as well. People I think I can count on to be up front with me.

Jobz jobz jobz, money...money...blah. Such a love/hate relationship I have with money. I got one gig for a three nights a week at ( this place )

I've been having a hard time sleeping lately. I'd been having great luck, too. I do have a lot to think about, so I'm probably just too preoccupied. I had a horrible dream last night, but it was so lucid, I'm almost glad I was able to remember how fucking bizarre it felt. Do you ever have those really awful nightmares that aren't that scary in plot ( Read more... )

I'm updating! I'd rather be sleeping, but I'm being saranaded by the greatest dance hits of the 90s (I live parellel to dowtown, whatryagonna do?), so sleep's not gonna happen for a bit. It's my day off tomorrow, so I'm actually going to sleep in. I haven't had a chance to do that in a while ( Read more... )

I feel somehow more clean now. Thank you Lindsay.
It will still be dark when it's time to go to work, and for some reason that always makes me slightly giddy, until I realize I'm not driving far away into the dawn of a some new, romantic life.
I have a lot of people to prove wrong, including myself, so I'd better get some sleep.

You know, I've been pretty good about being optimistic/realistic about life lately, but today I've been sick with worry. Over...everything. Life feels off skew; it needs to be adjusted but I can't figure out how, or what, needs to be changed. If I think about the distant future I imagine everything is just how I want it. If I think about the near ( Read more... )

I had to leave work because my cramps got so bad that I couldn't even stand up. I've just been curled up in a ball for the last hour and a half on the verge of tears. It doesn't help that I'm so tired. Last night I didn't sleep very well, I think because I was so disturbed by this documentary-movie called Hell House that I watched. It's about this ( Read more... )

Here I am in my aunt and uncle's beautiful house in Bainbridge Island, Wa. This is such a beautiful town, I think it would be a wonderful place to settle down with a family, but I doubt I'd ever be able to leave Ca forever. Tomorrow I'll be going to Seattle; I can hardly remember anything from my last visit. I suppose that's because it's been a lot ( Read more... )

I should start getting to bed earlier...Much, much earlier ( Read more... )

Aww, yay, my friends love me! Despite feeling sick when I woke up, hearing Jessi on the line snapped me right out of caring. I've missed that girl. Between the two of us we took like two hours to get on the road, and headed to a tattoo/piercing place in Stockton where she used to work. Maybe I'm biased because I got special treatment cause of Jessi ( Read more... )