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24 November 2009 @ 12:38 am

You look at me like I'm magic, but I'm tangled up in all this fishingline.

Posted via LiveJournal.app.

 
 
Current Music: Michael Jackson - Rock With You
 
 
24 November 2009 @ 01:24 am
Six cars, thought to be all college kids, have gotten into a terrible wreck in my hometown tonight.

One confirmed dead--please send up your thoughts and prayers.
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 12:09 am
i really need to rant.

and having no one to rant to is really bugging me.
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 10:37 pm
"I want to be like Beyonce,"-Miley Cyrus.

You got to be kidding me.
 
 
Current Mood: disappointed
 
 
24 November 2009 @ 08:36 pm
My Grandmother now has a FaceBook account.

The first thing she wrote on my wall was "I hope those tattoos are temporary".
 
 
24 November 2009 @ 12:34 am
Well I'm a little late but who's really paying attention here?

1- Things went well today in front of the bosses. I feel like I'm worth something there.
2- Drinks with coworkers to celebrate
3- Back to back episodes of Californication
4- Coming home to the voice of my honey bear
5- I've lucked out with something that might mean something great for me artistically.
 
 
24 November 2009 @ 12:09 am
You know how sometimes people on your friendslist post about stuff going on in their life, and all of a sudden you think "Wait a minute? Since when were they working THERE? Since when were they dating HIM/HER? Since when???" And then you wonder how you could have missed all that seemingly pretty standard information, but somehow you feel too ashamed to ask for clarification because it seems like info you should already know? It happens to all of us sometimes.

Please copy the topics below, erase my answers and put yours in their place, and then post it in your journal! Please elaborate on the questions that would benefit from elaboration. One-Word-Answers seldom help anyone out. (:
(LOL so...this is my new introduction post. Because I'm too lazy to think of one on my own.)

LOL THIS IS REALLY LONG )
 
 
Current Mood: good
Current Music: "I Am a Pirate, You are Princess" by Playradioplay
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 11:47 pm
It's not winter yet but I'm already de-motivated.

This to-do list will never get done...
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 11:37 pm
Found poem #2.
A short one tonight.
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 11:36 pm
The thing about having so many strays underfoot is that I'm used to having every object in my peripheral vision be a cat.

"KIWWWWYYYYYY" *bends down to pet my dirty laundry*
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 11:32 pm
I'm thinking about writing a little "my life right now" zine to send to the relatives that I don't see all that often.
Is this a really crass and "full-of-myself" idea, or maybe not-so-crass and "full-of-myself"?
 
 
every 'goodgirl' wants to tame the 'badboy.' so then where does that leave the badgirls?
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 10:01 pm
I feel like I should be doing something.

I already did what I was supposed to do.
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 10:59 pm
Why do I still worry about being the "fifth wheel" at a gathering of friends?
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 10:53 pm
What to do when you have an essay due tomorrow and its getting late?

Write anything remotely resembling English...
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 09:44 pm
Boundaries and expectations annoy me.
But you are a welcome release.
Imagination, not bluntness, overcomes.
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 10:00 pm
Tomorrow I go to the doctor (finally) to get the lump in my breast checked out.
I'm a teensy bit nervous but it'll be good to be able to stop thinking about it.
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 07:55 pm
Yesterday, my horoscope said I should pay a lot more attention to my dreams because they could be leading somewhere important, and could be a glimpse in the future.

Last night, I had a dream that I went temporarily blind like Edith Piaf.
 
 
Current Music: OneRepublic - Made For You | Powered by Last.fm
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 09:05 pm
So I've kind of fallen away from Livejournal.

I'm putting my energy elsewhere, I suppose: theadventuresofbaby.blogspot.com
 
 
23 November 2009 @ 08:59 pm

I had not realized how much I had put emotionally into this story I wrote for class.

It's due tomorrow, and as I print it out, my hands are shaking.