This is an e-mail i sent to Bill Bovee a month or so ago. Please be amused ( Read more... )

Knowing no answers has not posed a problem until now.

. . .searching for stable ground. . .

Peculiar how drastically different people are. Maybe i have too many friends who go out of their way to make other people feel bettter, you know? Maybe i need to surround myself with more people who build themselves up by tearing others down. The joke is on you, bitter cross bearing embarassment to the Christian faith, my self concept is so well ( Read more... )

Life on the homefront is about to get messy. i have enough friction with my mother to burn down the damn house. She stares coldly at me and examines my expression, my posture, my clothing, and i can tell that she is trying to read me. We both know that she's pissed off at me but only i know why ( Read more... )

Hayley took this new lj icon pic of me about five minutes ago. Rockin'. i was psyched about it. In other news i'm drunk so i'll keep this short and bitter. Hoppy Easters, bitches. i got hella chocolate and a pretty good lunch out of my 'rents. i saw Nick N. @ church (this is your shout out, you needy man ho). Love you all. KISS. Fuck you. -Jesus P. ( Read more... )

i am not through. i am thoroughly disgusted ( Read more... )

my lips are chapped and swollen from a cold sore. And me? i am no so sure about me today. i decided to blow off my an appointment with my shrink because work has been chaotic and i feel guilty missing for the supposed preservation of my mental health. i am restless. i need to create something beautiful. i need to feel better about feeling ( Read more... )

Ma and Pa want me to go with them to some sort of Jewish passover observation/formal/religious?/dancing/food thing tonight. BUT i have to be ready by 5:30 p.m. and i don't feel pretty enough or clean enough to get dolled up and rub elbows with the religious ( Read more... )

i spilt smoothie on an argueably important document. my mom gave me $20 to buy myself some lunch and told me to take her out for coffee later this week with whatever is left over. i bought a smoothie and a pack of smokes. Probably not what she had in mind but whateva ( Read more... )

my bedroom was still spinning this morning when i woke up at the crack of eight, so i went back to sleep for a few hours. Once i was moved to pull my hungover body out of bed and cough up some of the two packs of cigarettes i smoked yesterday and a smidgeon of lung, i packed the picnic basket and headed to the botanic gardens with Stephen and my ( Read more... )