This blog is no more.

Allow me to re-introduce myself under my new LJ moniker BackwoodsTrash

I am giving myself a mohawk today because aside from dredlocks (which take too long to cultivate), I have virtually had every single hairstyle known to man. If the hawk doesn't rawk, I shall be a skinhead...and if that, too, doesn't work I will start a whole new craze of customized hair do's done w/ stinky fruit-scented magic markers...imagine the ( Read more... )

If I was U ( Read more... )

I went. I saw. I returned ( Read more... )

My paid account w/ l.j. ends in, like, 30 seconds--so, I'll use those 30 seconds to say:

I'M FREE! FREE @ LAST!!

I actually used l.j. more when I wasn't paying for it. For the past 365 days of my paid account, I've probably only used it for 15 of those days. I guess I just like things better when I'm not being charged for it.

***2004 has already ( Read more... )

Wow. I'm actually making an entry in this dusty, out-dated ol' l.j. of mine. As of late, l.j. has been like my bastard child, whom I neglect and never feed in the hopes it might die--but here he is, still kickin'. So, I'll give it some love ( Read more... )

It isn't humanly possible for me to get to work on time. Even though I set my alarm for 8 a.m., and despite that oftentimes I wake up 20 or 30 minutes before my alarm ever goes off--everyday, I am still here scrambling and dashing around the house like a madman 5 minutes after I'm due @ work ( Read more... )

I've been casually cruising the classifieds lately, browsing for apartments, or efficiencies. Cheapest thing yet was a one-bedroom dwelling for $750/mo. w/ hot water n' heat included, so I had a looky-loo @ her today and snarled "ew, no thanks" in a heartbeat ( Read more... )

Stayed home from work today. How is it that I feel this bad, and still look this good? I kid. I look how I feel. My lovely bosses didn't seem thrilled when I called in. As usual, their worlds get thrown into a tailspin if I take a day away. But when they take a day off, it's like a vacation for me. Go figure. However, for someone whose work ethic ( Read more... )

Monday morning. I'm sick as a dog. Severe head and chest cold, undulating fever. Yes, I feel horrible; but I'm still going to work ( Read more... )