I said to Jason, "I'm going to bed early tonight!" Excitement! A full night's sleep ( Read more... )

I really ought to start creating Books of Random again. They're the best scrapbooks ever because they're created by groups and they're just so fucking random.

But first, I must finish the Book of Naked. In fact, I have to start it. Jesus.

Days like this encourage my lifelong, personal belief:

I really do have Down Syndrome or some other form of minor mental retardation and no one is fucking telling me.

Hm. My LJ is badly in need of a revamp. It's had the same layout since I registered for it, two years ago.

I have work in two hours. I probably should get ready early today and go to Subway for lunch. And get some arch supports.

Why must Jason and I have opposite shifts? He goes to work while I'm still asleep and by the time his shift is over, I'm already two hours into mine. When I get home, he's asleep.

Not cool.

Oh well. At least I have the cat to keep me company.

Can you feel the weltschmerz tonight?

If one more person comments on my hair, I'm going to rip it out. Is it really all that different?

I was asked if I was "making a statement" the other day. What the fuck does that mean? Who dyes their hair to make a statement? Unless it's "Pro-Life Green" or "Democratic Fuschia?" Really, now.

Jayne Smith (former best friend) left a random comment on myspace saying that Keira Knigtley in "Domino" reminded her of me ( Read more... )

We are finally moved in ( Read more... )

Moving, work, classes, kitty, social life.

Too much!