I need to cut my fingernails.

I need to send an e-mail to one of my employers.

I need to get paid.

So I can pick up some stuff for the holidays.

And maybe this year: they'll be happy. But I think certain things will.. Taint them, shall we say.

Certain things I can't thus far disclose..

I think I'd make a great flaming eight ball.

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I hate it when little things get under my skin. Last night was full of that.

However:
It snowed. I am so fucking happy.

And I have a date tonight. (Again, so fucking happy)

And, this is the last day of this seemingly endless week. (Happy thrice)

IT'S OVER.

And I'm goddamn glad.

Everyone's gathering here on Saturday and we're going to the river. Well, not everyone. But some people I really like ( Read more... )

Your political compass
Economic Left/Right: -6.88
Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -7.44

Post a memory of me in the comments. It can be anything you want.
Then post this to your journal and see what people remember of you.

(How very fun and quaint, I just couldn't resist! Or something.)

You Are the Investigator

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You're independent - and a logical analytical thinker ( Read more... )

You can't stay mad at the setting sun.

Well I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death.

In every
city, memories would whisper,

here is where you rest. I was determined in Chicago

but I dug
my teeth into my knees and

I settled for a telephone.I shouldn't listen to this ( Read more... )

Tomato soup is very comforting. So is this sweater, a very warm and cozy combination. Which is nice, because ( Read more... )

I'm.. really.. exhausted. Braindead, and things of that sort. I suppose that's what happens in things like this ( Read more... )