I wrote a long, drawn out entry about how pot is affecting my life. It was too much. The short version looks like this ( Read more... )

So, Cat and I found a new apartment; things are almost all the way finished in terms of paperwork, and we should be moving on August 1st. The complex is Carmel on Providence, it's right there on the intersection of Providence and Fairview ( Read more... )

This is the first time I've posted anything on lj in a year - exactly 52 weeks is what it says on my homescreen. I'm not really sure why I decided to start this up again, and I'm not even gonna bother trying to make my page look cool or anything. I guess I just kind of miss having a place to write down all of the things that stress me out...it ( Read more... )

I'm kind of hating everything right now. I hate the way I look, I hate school and the way things are going with school, I hate that I built up Germany in my head as some kind of great adventure that would change my life for the better. I'm so confused right now. I thought being an interpreter was my "It job", and I'm finding more and more that ( Read more... )

Repeating a stupid action is a good way to get yourself dumped.

This morning after I had gotten out of the shower, I was in my room doing my makeup when my roommate came in and told me that an old woman and young woman were at the front door and had asked to see me. I had no idea who it would be, but I was curious, so I went to the door with wet hair and no makeup. I had never seen either of them before. They ( Read more... )

I realized the other day that I only have about 8 or 9 more weeks til I come home. I don't really know how I'm feeling about it, honestly. I'm excited for certain little things like...my car, my TV, my mom making dinner...but I don't know how social I'm going to feel like being when I come home. I'm not saying I don't want to see my friends, but I ( Read more... )

So. I'm sitting in my room having a leisurely morning, on my bed, doing my makeup and watching Friends, when I start to hear this weird noise. Kind of like a low, soft, rumbling sound. I mute the TV and listen, but the sound stops. This goes on for about 5 minutes; I hear the noise, I mute the TV and listen, the sound goes away. The next time I ( Read more... )

It's kind of appalling how many people I thought I was close to forgot my birthday. ''Friends'', family members, one of my roommates... It's not like I asked for a fucking gold medal, or a pony, or even a stupid birthday cake, I just wanted people to send me a little note in the mail or even just an email. It could even have said, ''Dear Lindsay, I ( Read more... )

I think some people were just born to be evil.

I haven't been this pissed off in a really long time.