Let it be known unto you all that my sister gave birth to  JAMES WALTER GORMAN at 11:10 this morning. 20 inches, 7 lbs 10oz. Pictures up as soon as I can get them. I am ecstatic.

This changes everything. 

Having my own place has been an experience, to be sure. I like the peace. I like the quiet. I like having a few beers, shutting the blinds, and proceeding to dance around the house like a lunatic while singing along to songs of my choosing. I smile more and furrow my brow less these days. I love cooking quiet meals for myself and Morgan and am ( Read more... )

I just feel very fortunate lately.

I had to work overtime today, so I don't have much time to post. All I wanted to say is that today I hit a squirrel with a garbage can completely by accident. The look on its face as the pizza crust it was carrying flew out of its fuzzy little mouth had my doubled over laughing till my face hurt. It was one of the funniest things that's ever ( Read more... )

So the past few weeks have been hectic as your favorite simile. I have a house all to myself! I don't have a computer anymore, so my posts from hereon will be long and planned out the night before I go to the library and type them. I bid my long conversations via IM with chaos_wraith and kill_me_sarahhh a fond adieu for the time being.

So many ( Read more... )

MORGAN'S CAKE PARTY ON JUNE 23RD HAS BEEN MOVED TO MY HOUSE!!!

DIRECTIONS TO COME SOON!!!

BYOC/B/W/L!!!

I'm getting a kitty!

I'M GETTING MARRIED IN 366 DAYS!!!!!!

AND I GET MY OWN HOUSE NEXT MONTH!!!!(THANK YOU DAD!)

And I was instructed to do this a few days ago, sooooo....

Post response here and I will:

1. Tell you why I friended you.
2. Associate you with something - a song, color, photo, etc.
3. Tell you something I like about you.
4. Tell you a memory I have of you.
5. ( Read more... )

I just lost my PS1 memory card.

I can no longer play Final Fantasy Tactics or Chrono Cross.

Heads will roll.

Sick of everything. I just want a place of my own. I just want to be able, just once, to have people over. I spent my whole childhood embarassed that we lived with my grandmother. I can't remember having one friend come over all through high school. Still living with mom and dad and they never go anywhere. I'm 24 years old, but they still make me ( Read more... )

Sometimes I watch the kids traipse up and down the hallway. This generation after mine, who go through fads in this age of information faster than I go through bars of soap. I watch how little their parents discipline them. I hear them express admiration for some pop star who's only real talent is making mistakes. I ponder what it's like to not be ( Read more... )