Poor LJ is an emotional dumping ground for so many people. I wonder what LJ would think about this if it were a real person. Would they be happy to listen to the tortured souls that pour into this e-space. Or would they (i've turned LJ into many people) be sick and tired of listening to all these whiny bitches ( Read more... )

I'm being bad and writing at work! Julie brought me lunch, that sweet little birdie ( Read more... )

Today, I was driving home from my sister's new house with Julie and stopped in the tiny town of Comanche, Texas for dinner. Two older married couples sat at a table near us discussing Anne Armstrong's funeral that they attended where Laura Bush, Gov. Rick Perry, Dick Cheney, and other notable Republicans spoke at the funeral ( Read more... )

I'm going to do a rare and unusual thing and post. Not sure how to anymore... i've forgotten all my funky codes and LJ has become so hi-tech (embeded media, wha?!) that i may not know how to use it. i'll give it a try.

been reading my old entries from freakin 2003 and thats been a little scary. (hey, i remembered the code for bolding. sweet.) ( Read more... )

Great balls of fire, I don't use this thing anymore ( Read more... )

As I was sitting by the San Marcos River today with a few good people, I realized how much I am looking forward to fall even though I still would love a few more weeks of a "carefree" summer ( Read more... )

Pikey ran away from home a week before I left Georgia. When I wasn't packing up my life, I was looking for my cat. By the time the day I was supposed to leave came around, Pikey was still missing. I had to leave not knowing what had happened to her. I was devastated ( Read more... )

Alright folks. Here's the deal ( Read more... )

Three days later ( Read more... )

It's amazing what kind of person you allow yourself to become when you're not paying attention. And sometimes its even more amazing when you look at what you've become and have to say "lame ( Read more... )