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Now a Glorious War Draws to a Close, the Yellow Wind Blows...and I Have to Know...
Somehow, these last few days, I've been able to sleep just the right amount. I blame going out to Kristie and Danara's. Damn them and their good influence...
I have to say, though. I'm worried Cindy thinks I'm indestructible. 45 hours this week, 38 scheduled (totally subject to change if some douche decides they can't handle what their given...) ( Read more... ) -
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I have heartburn from hell. At least when I'm laying on my side or back. Sitting up is fine, so I'm stealing my step-dad's recliner.
I blame the Zataran fish breader thing.
I talked to Kristie about maybe transferring to Northern. Her reaction wasn't revealing, but she would have told me if she didn't like the plan. Her concern was primarily would my ( Read more... ) -
I Need to Be Bold, Need to Jump in the Cold Water
Michael Jackson evidently died today (yesterday?) Is it weird that I'm sadder about Farrah Fawcett? Anywho ( Read more... ) -
All I Need (Desperately) is My Star to Come
People wouldn't guess it from meeting me. Hell, people who've known me for a while would probably call me a liar for saying it, but I enjoy plans. When this happens, this happens, then this, resulting in this. In a perfect world, I could make plans and they'd happen. Goodness knows I'd be one happy bastard for it. Unfortunately, my plans rarely, if ( Read more... ) -
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I'm sitting in my home, on my still oddly wireless-capable computer (no idea where "<0.0>" would be coming from....) watching the Wings and the Penguins play, hoping that in 17 minutes and 14 seconds, Pittsburgh doesn't score twice and digesting far too much food (the most I've eaten since I've been home, which pales in comparison to what I used to ( Read more... ) -
I've Noticed a Few Things While Cleaning/Packing...
A.) Preparing to move, which entails cleaning and packing does absolutely nothing for the anxiety I feel over going home. I can't even explain where the anxiety is coming from. I'm sure things will be very different when I go home and feel like a fool for being so concerned. Still, rational thought in the face of anxiety? Yeah, not gonna work out ( Read more... ) -
I'm Tired of Singing All the Sad Songs in My Head
Either I was extremely good in a past life, I've done God knows what for good karma, or I'm the luckiest bastard on Earth. Whatever the reason, I've found a solution. Yes, I am going home for the summer. I'm going home to a 40 hour a week job and my family. Seriously, out of the blue. I know I had complained about going home before, but that was ( Read more... ) -
No, I Haven't Come Out For a While
I feel like this whole year has successfully sucked the soul out of me. I feel so incredibly broken, I doubt I have the vernacular to describe it. I'm just in dismay that I've actually let it bring me this far down. Here I am, at the end of possibly the shittiest year I've ever had, no job, no money, barely a place to live, barely managing to see ( Read more... ) -
If I Had a Million Dollars...
...I wouldn't be in debt. Well, I would be, but I'd pay them off properly and rebuild the credit that is now in the toilet. I had a plan. The beginning of the Spring semester, I was supposed to use my extra money to get caught up on bills and pay, like, $50 a month to keep them up and have them paid off by the end of summer. Totally do-able. ( Read more... ) -
The Journey of a Thousand Miles Begins With but One Step
So, I've come to a decision. I've decided I'm giving up not trying. Silly thought, huh? Well, it's occurred to me...too much of my life I've spent "not trying." Whether it's not trying to do the best I can in school, or not trying to find a reason to do something, or not trying to be a better person, I've simply never tried. Some Gemini I am. So, I ( Read more... )