Yeah I found the password for this. Should I switch back? I think this may feel more like home. What do you think?

I miss me.

It's an odd thing to go from The Princess Di of the internet to a reclusive freak in a matter of weeks. I feel like a fish out of water on the internet anymore. It's not a place I like to be. I feel very out of my element. I don't live one of those lives that needs recording. Would anyone even read this if I wrote what I wanted? I don't think you ( Read more... )

This year my family out did itself with four Christmas trees. This either means that they really love the holiday or we falling down the ladder of dysfunction so rapidly that we can't even share anymore. My father has his tree (which has colored lights, every color Christmas ball, tons of tinsel which I am getting tired of pulling from the cat's ( Read more... )

As if the spider bite wasn't enough, my mother also had to get this mole removed. It apparently has been changing color and shapes for months, but she didn't find it important enough to look into. Why the fuck is that? Because she has my idea of "As long as I don't know about it I don't care". I'm a nervous wreck waiting for these test results. She ( Read more... )

I can't sleep. I'm letting my imagination get carried away yet again. I'm not sure if I mentioned this when it occurred, but a few months ago my mother got a nasty insect bite that turned pitch black, was extremely painful, made it difficult to move her fingers, and didn't heal for months. The doctors had no clue as to what bit her. Months past. ( Read more... )

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Yesterday was my last day at B.C.C.C. ever. It was very anti-climatic and slightly depressing. Three years of my life, wasted. I don't know what I was expected though. Balloons?Clowns? ::shudders at the thought of it:: For my life to suddenly morph into something legible?

I had the best night ever last night. Jen (jt489) and I attended Nocturne last night. I was just giddy with excite to be hanging out with the wife. I have missed that girl too much. On the way there we talked about all the good times we used to have. We laughed about ex boyfriends and listened to music that most of our other friends would be appalled to ( Read more... )

Last Friday I went to a flea market with my parents. My mother has made a good business at selling things she finds for double what she pays (for all of you who asked where I get my "interesting" bags). I was doing some Christmas shopping there (I'm not that cheap. Money is tight this year.) when I suddenly felt someone looking at me. I gazed up ( Read more... )