It feels like I haven't been home in a week ( Read more... )

Last night was good. Except for the part where I spent an hour in the cold with a dead phone trying to find a random apartment ( Read more... )

I can't remember ever feeling twelve.

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I'm cutting back on my computer hours, so don't expect me online so much anymore.

I do in fact have a phone number though if you'd like to get ahold of me.
602 908 3179.

Stay happy,
Bri

Today hit me very hard. And I know everyone is already tired of hearing about who won the election after not even 24 hours of hearing about it. But anyone who knows me knows that this isn't something that is just going to pass over in my brain. And anyone who knows me knows that I'm passionate to a point of annoyance and take every little thing ( Read more... )

Fuck Ohio, fuck Florida, and fuck you.

This weekend went by sooo fast ( Read more... )

Tonight started out really shitty because I got ditched for the Marilyn Manson concert of all things (ha, how insulting). But then Stephanie saved the day and we went to see the Dietrichs for the ten thousandth time. It was fun, naturally.

What is everyone doing for Halloween? I'm trying to decide what I'm going to do ( Read more... )

I get to work at a toy store. How cool.

I'm in a good mood.

Kind of.

Not really.

But I was when the day started.

So I guess Butley ran away to Oregon, wtf?