I have received the gift of intranets.

HEEEYEP.

my darling new year resolutions ( Read more... )

After visiting, my world dull. Flled with mechanical life, greedy desires and hopelessness. No links to anything organic, natural. Effortless routines reign in our concrete jungle. How typical.

500 days of summer
paper heart
the time traveller's wife (novel)
regina spektor

gogogo!!!

kay so. i have nothing better to do. so here's my secret: i love fabrics.

HERE IS A GREAT FABRIC.


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wow, having to work means i have no personal life. i barely have time to do anything. i make sandwhiches (how the fuck do you spell this word, anyway?) for people all day long. HOT PEPPERS OR PICKLES ON YOUR BLACK ANGUS, SIR? all i ever eat is quiznos. dear lord ( Read more... )

I got a job. Yep. But I'm not going to it anymore. Why? Simply put: I can't do it. I broke down into tears the minute I stepped out of that place. I had so much work to do. I don't even remember half my day. I never sat down, I never stopped. No one trained me--well for like brief 5 minute explainations every hour from a fucking french guy who can' ( Read more... )

Argh, I have a blogger now, or whatever. I am addicted to blogging BUT I actually have nothing say. I just like loading my blog, looking how it looks. I'm ... funny like that, I guess ( Read more... )

IT'S OFFICIAL. I AM A GRADUATE.

FUCCCCCCCCK YEAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I don't have much to say today, other than ( Read more... )