Huzzah! My first check has thus been cashed. $80 is, to the best of my memory, the most pocket money I have ever possessed at one time. And what better way to celebrate this imbursement than purchase myself a copy of Metal Gear Solid: Twin Snakes, which, as it so happens, currently ranks second on my top ten games of all time ( Read more... )

I have this curious fascination with potential. What you are capable of versus what you do. The idea of choice is confounding - there are infinite useless things you're allowed to do within the parameters of the universe. For example, right now I could throw the entire contents of my house into Back Cove and leave it there. I could get out of my ( Read more... )

Well well. LiveJournal. AhemIt's early morning. Seriously, I am nocturnal. On numerous occasions this summer I've taken dawn as my cue to retire. I just want to take a few weeks without any time-sensitive obligations and operate entirely on my natural clock ( Read more... )

I am employed! Pow ( Read more... )

I'm done with exams.
I did them all without sleeping. So one could say that I did them all in a single "day," if you define days by sleep patterns.

As such, I just woke up from sleeping for seventeen hours. And now I have three hours to finish and turn in my English story. Hm.

Hot, tired, lonely out of my mind. God damn.

I dunno. I guess love is something of uncompromising importance to me. Or perhaps I don't love myself very much, and I'm kind of hoping that someone can. Is it too much to ask ( Read more... )

God in hell, I am depressed. Is the Emo gene linked to the Straight Dark Hair gene, or is this a sick coincidence ( Read more... )

It's not just this break-up that's bothering me. It's the culmination of every unrequited love affair I've ever had. Every time I take an interest in someone they come to find me repulsive, intollerable. This time just drove it home more than ever before, because I tried as hard as I could to put together all the flaws from my past experiences and ( Read more... )

I have a great deal of work to do, which, as is only customary, I have disregarded until ten o'clock in the evening. And currently I'm compelled to just play Solitaire and read Edgar Allen Poe stories instead ( Read more... )

Every day hurts now. It's become part of the routine. I don't understand. Why do I deserve this sort of pain? Why am I the one in this position, after everything I've done ( Read more... )