i finished this weekend with so much loot that it makes up for being sick. here's the list ( Read more... )

everything aches. i feel like my body is being eaten away from the inside out. no matter how many blankets i pile on myself i have chills. and i think my throat is closing. i could die here alone and the last record of my existence would be this whiny Live Journal post. now that's truly sad.

P.S. never let me go bowling again.

Little Johnny was in his 5th grade class when the teacher asked the ( Read more... )

have an election go against what you wanted or...

a civil war to pick you leader, which leads to thousands (maybe millions) of unnecessary deaths?

go on...tell me to vote again. you know you want to. i hope all these people who are so crazed about this year's election are the same way next year. if not i'll stand on a chair and shout "you hypocritical bastards." fuck you, fuck democracy, i'm out (saith Robbie ( Read more... )

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stay tuned for blood and gore

so, lets see if i can keep myself together long enough to write this ( Read more... )

the kitties have caused so much deception already. they told us they were 4 months old when in fact, according to the vet, they were 5. we had to lie to the APS to get them fixed for a cheaper price. if you tell the APS you rescued strays they cut of their balls and scrape out their uterus for cheaper. like these fucking bourgeoisie kitties could ( Read more... )

this is what happens when i spend too much time at home alone. i start thinking and feel my emotions can only be expressed through Live Journal. i must admit that being at home brings me no pleasure or pain. just this strange feeling that i can't name. i guess it could be nostalgia. all i know is there is only strawberry ice-cream left in a carton ( Read more... )