we have jam.....loads and loads of blackberry jam ( Read more... )

a couch!
and i have the eeeby-jeebies from it.....
until i'm sure that i am no longer in danger of bed bugs and fleas.

also,
i miss people.

and yes adam.....i do have a real birthday present for you.
get back to nyc....and i'll send it.

one...four.five.
one.two.three.

ok.

so i really need the ability to run into someone.......
and not melt into a puddle of goo on the floor.

---thanks adam---
no really, thanks.
(i think that's two times in a week and a half.)
((and now it's my dreams as well.))
(((yes i'm fucked up.)))
((((but you knew that....as did i.))))in other news ( Read more... )

i really. fucking. hate. moving.
it makes me crazy.
like literally.

in other news....we have shelves, so so many shelves.
and soon cupcakes!

and: (this last bit is several weeks late)
lash stiletto is now waterproof!......just in case other people don't stalk makeup aisles like i do.

fuck.

fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.

a year, five months, three days.

i have wasted so much time this morning it isn't even funny ( Read more... )

not having a job is teh suck.
no money.
and nothing to fill the time.
especially when you can't even set up the apartment because you are moving again in a week.
and even then....all your shit is still in colorado.
good plans mikaela.
good plans.

but i run.
lots.
and soon......i shall take up painting again.

i fuucking whine way too fucking much....
(tell us something we don't knkow mikaela.)
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so i am drinking something that i'm pretty sure could killme.
no, really,.
kill me.
"see you under the table."
that is a direct quote from the reciupe.

soimetimes things from magazines are the best.

let's go to teh-has.
please.
let's.

yesterday he wouldn't let me get one ( Read more... )