A word to the wise: Don't faint at work. It makes co-workers nervous and it will result in a trip to the emergency room, whether or not you actually want to go.

I'm sick of being sick. If I'm gonna die; let me fucking die already.

Blah.

The universe likes to fuck with me. Here is a brief synopsis ( Read more... )

So, kids... I need something to do for New Year's Eve, lest I start 2007 off by being the same sad recluse I've been through most of 2006. I need an excuse to get ridiculously hot-looking and go have fun.

Any ideas?

Today I graduate from NAU with a bachelor's degree in Hotel and Restaurant Management.

Yay for me!

God, there's nothing I like better than being told, yet again, that I'm not worth the effort.

Fuck you. Thanks for tearing my heart out, again.

This just in: I really, really feel like throwing things right about now.

How is it that you can hate, hate, hate someone for the way they're making you feel, but at the same time, the mere thought of not having them in your life is discomforting?

"Fuck you and your untouchable face, and fuck you for existing in the first place."

That is all.

According to Wikipedia, I am a participant in an "extended hookup ( Read more... )

[Monty standing in the men's bathroom, talking to himself in a mirror with a "FUCK YOU" written on it ( Read more... )

"But the chase is all you know, and she stopped running months ago ( Read more... )

Sometimes people from the past have a way of arriving at exactly the right time.

No more unfinished business.