It's two weeks into March, you know what that means! Other vacation!!

I am going to Chicago and Toronto and I'll be gone until the 23rd. Keep the seat warm for me, ok.

I'll be twittering, probably. Twitter, again.

So tired. Stayed up late packing and getting ready. I promise I won't be twittering about shitty times when I do, ok.

On my way home from Denise's where we ate miracle fruits and were amazed by the flavor of lemon and lime, I was supposed to drop Kelly off when the car I borrowed from my mom broke down about ten miles from her house. UH YEAH ( Read more... )

I should probably be working right now, instead of brainstorming reasons why my sinuses may be having a horrendous spasm of pain twice a day for the last bit. I've ruled out bad reaction from the antihistamine I had at my mom's house, but there are still so many options! Especially since I've been lately playing Trauma Center 2. It could totally be ( Read more... )

It is twelve-o'clock AM on Wednesday, February eighteenth, two thousand and nine. I am leaning on the window of the Osseo, Wisconsin state patrol car, staring up at the swirling snow above me. The lit cherry on the top of the car blinks blue onto the flakes and they look like confetti raining down on me. 'Congratulations' the red-gray night sky is ( Read more... )

Tomorrow I'm taking a road trip and I'm looking forward to it so much. (despite the anxiety and all, which is a pretty normal thing for me >_>;;) I'm going to Wisconsin and staying with my Uncle Mark on Friday, then catching lunch with revengeofthezio near Milwaukee on Saturday, and then off to croik's house in MI! It will be a blast, me and her and tanithkitty and silverwind9 and wyborn and kopiispace ( Read more... )

This post is full of pictures of my cat. Nicole got yarn in a small box this week. In case you didn't know, Superman LOVES boxes. FAR TOO MUCH.


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I went home this weekend, and it was kind of nice. I'm not a terribly huggy person, not all that comfortable with physical contact, but that doesn't mean I don't need or like physical contact. I'm just not the type to casually touch, hug, or lean on friends. It's a thing - the people who have come up and hug me without warning probably noticed. ( Read more... )

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Fuck 08, glad it's over. BOO YAH