I originally came here to make some CDs for my mother. An hour later, still distracted by myself. My eyes wander slowly to every part of the room, classical music loudly flowing in the background, memories and dreams flood the walls ( Read more... )

This place is almost starting to look like a home ( Read more... )

Too much on my mind...I need a release.

Too much going on in here and its really interfering.

Such a hindrance.

"And that is, of course, precisely what I find so amusing: the slow circling of the drain by a once promising species, and the sappy, ever-more-desperate belief in this country that there is actually some sort of "American Dream," which has merely been misplaced."

I emailed about the closing of the Denny's at 12 and Mound. This is what I was told:

Corporate looks at all aspects before making a decision to close
a
restaurant. Anything from traffic counts, daily sales,
conditions of the
restaurant, etc., etc., etc..
----- Forwarded by Beth Cauthan/ARG on 12/11/2002 10:37 AM -----

Bastards.

I feel like I'm living a different life.

Tell me something good.
I don't want *hugs* or *kisses* or "I love you"s.
I want to hear something about somebody's life that is honestly heartwarming or inspiring or admirable or at least has a little substance.
I'm not in the mood for small talk.
I'm not in the mood for more depression.

Work was stressful, but turned to my advantage towards the end. I have to admit, I felt quite smug. A nice quiet night still would have been my preference, as I don't much like yelling or people lying to me, but he got put in his place. For now ( Read more... )