Okay. So. There are these two muffins ( Read more... )

Okay, this is nonsense. Liza would totally be the one with the twelve guage, hands down. Bunny would be crying. Natasha would be way too fucking skilled to get ripped to pieces. Why did the zombies make Glen their king and why is he killing his minions? Essie... actually Essie's is kind of perfect. And I feel that with the team I could get ( Read more... )

Okay, so I'm already bored with summer. Clearly, I need to find a book to read. And a job. A job would be a good thing. Not that I don't adore the NCADA, but in order to actually take BART to the city at least once a week, I need to make at least some money. Screw that ( Read more... )

My sister has a hickey. As in my just-turned-thirteen sister. On a scale of one to horrified, I'm at about a 900. What. The. Fuck. And Julia is graduating. Tomorrow. Life is kind of horrifying. But not necessarily in a bad way.

So my quest to become a productive member of society has had little success thus far. Stupid programs that want a six month commitment from their volunteers. It's mildly ridiculous. Something might actually get accomplished if I would bite the bullet, pick from my programs and send out e-mails but I'm not in the mood at the moment ( Read more... )

I'M DONE!!

Florida was...indescribable. I love love love Liza and everything and everyone around her. I think that's as close as I can get. Oh, except this. She was talking about how Derek and I are her "pack" and it made a lot of sense. Pack as in wolf pack. We groom each other, we sleep together, we hunt together, we defend each other to the death, we ( Read more... )

It is 90 degrees here in Florida ( Read more... )

I just saw one of the largest spiders I've ever encountered. It probably would have been less scary if it hadn't been rappelling down from the roof of a building...

I'm leaving for the airport to see Liza in less than 5 hours. Words like "excited" and "ecstatic" don't begin to cover it.

I am still fucking underslept. I managed to get some sleep last night but not nearly enough. I think I'm too exhausted to actually sleep. I'm also too anxious to actually relax. I've had my schizophrenia paper done for like a day and a half now. Have I e-mailed it in? No. Why not you ask? Because I'm too busy sitting around obsessing that I ( Read more... )