i feel like the official moving person, if there ever was such a title. i think i've moved around everyone else's stuff but mine ( Read more... )

sorting through piles and piles of music is NOT fun. some of this shit i haven't listened to in years. let me emphasize- YEARS. all that gross rap shit that i loved in middle school. yelch ( Read more... )

1. dad fixes up crappy Toyota Tercel, cerca 1980-something. Jackie drives and pays for crappy car ( Read more... )

kill me.

I can't sleep ( Read more... )

job hunt begins today.
alex is handling apartments, i get to look for jobs. yay.
double yay for those credit cards that deliver, without fail, bills at my door. actuually, i don't mind all that much.

i have been informed through my mother by my father that if i get one more thing pierced, since i have soo much extra cash on my hands i will pay him rent. $10 a week.

i am not even going to get into the rant that followed that in my head.

parents. gotta love their inspiration ( Read more... )

collaboration. NOT ABOUT ANYONE IN SPECIFIC. comment if you must ( Read more... )

why don't i feel like myself anymore? it's like all the cynicism of this world has gotten to me and all i am is calm. i don't want to be calm! i want to be wild and irrational and me!
why have i changed? survival of the fittest? you know your surroundings and you begin to adapt to what will be?

am i even any fun to be around anymore? <- thats more ( Read more... )