"Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words. I don't believe in "sadness," "joy," or "regret." Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, Germanic train-car constructions like, say, "the happiness that attends disaster." Or: " ( Read more... )

I'm totally prepared to spend Valentines day alone in 2 weeks.

If I'm not lucky enough to have been scheduled to work...I intend to curl up with Mister Pizza and watch my favorite Valentine's Day movie ever: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. And cry. Lots of crying.

Please schedule me to work!

I'm praying to every God there is that my Grandma pulls through.

She's all the family I have. She's both a Mother and a Father to me. I want her to attend my wedding. Babysit my first child. I want her to witness me rising above all of my live's greatest struggles.

It just isn't time yet. I still need you.

Oh and Grandma is going in for surgery Wednesday.

It really forces me to think..what I would do if anything terrible ever happened to her? She's all of the family I really have. I would be devastated.

I am really disappointed in certain friends ( Read more... )

I'm moving out September 1st to a place on Abbotsford (Off of Forest, near Elmwood). I'm absolutely terrified to: A) Live alone, B) Apply to Pano's down the street, and C) Emotionally distance myself from Matthew.

I'm rearranging my life.
And I'm really fucking terrified.

Can someone just find me a studio apartment...in a semi-decent neighborhood, that allows cats, has laundry hook-ups, off-street parking, and is around 500 or less including utilities?

PLEAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSE!?!?!?!

I HATE BOYS.

They're seriously all the same. All of them.

Too little? Too late?

I'm pretty sure i'm going to find an apartment in Buffalo... And figure out who I am...and where exactly I want to be.

My dad is in the hospital. They thought he had a stroke...but, he has had like eleven of these same episodes where his arm curls up and his left side goes numb. Now they're saying they are more like seizures. He is at Mercy hospital...which is a TERRIBLE hospital. It has been 4 days and they have still made absolutely no diagnosis.
I'm