Could I *be* wearing any more clothes?

May 07, 2004 09:09

I admit it, I watched the series finale of Friends. Not only did I watch it, but I cried. And not just tears-in-the-corners-of-my-eyes cried. I cried. (Of course, I haven't really cried in months, and I've been a huge stress-ball and holding a lot in and needed the release...)

I started watching Friends in high school. High School. Before I knew ( Read more... )

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poprockgrrl May 7 2004, 17:00:07 UTC
I live on a busy street and I am ALWAYS finding butts on the sidewalk, my drieway everywhere. Goddamn it makes me mad. That and the random trash that shows up... I've had to pick up the usual drink bottles and what not, but I've also had to pick up a box of chicken and a pizza box. WTF. It's not like I'm in a bad part of atlanta. I'm surrounded by houses that cost over 400k but damn. just because i live in the smallest, oldest house on the block does not mean you can throw your shit in my yard. if i ever see someone do it, it's going to be ugly. really ugly...like chase someone down the street throwing rocks at them ugly.

I think i may have anger issues too.

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heymiddleground May 7 2004, 23:54:54 UTC
I ate up the finale, too. What's wrong with happiness once in a while, I say??

As for the cigarette butts, GRRRRR. I wish I could throw them right back (in their laps)!!

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