I just went through my drinking, partying, and booze tags on LJ and realized that I was an alcoholic the whole time that I was with Greg, a bad one, a serious one. I was binge drinking before I even turned eighteen.

I was so depressed.

Holy fuck.

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( Problems with my family, AGAIN, cut for drug use. )

I don't care that the gym is like six miles away. I'm walking there. And I'm going to work out and tan, damn it, I fucking miss exercising like it's nobody's business. It's beautiful outside, it ought to be a fun walk.

I'm actually very excited about this, now.

My LJ posts have been decidedly useless, lately, haven't they...

Oh, well.

So last night, I realized that I'm never walking home from work again, because it's just too fucking scary. A good portion of the trek is through a heavily wooded road with few cars and no houses or stores or people, and I also needed to cross an overpass, so yeah, that's not happening again, ever ( Read more... )

These last few days have made me feel good about life again. The weather has been absolutely lovely, so Gabby, Chev and I went to Borderland and wandered around the forest like hippie children. It was quite fabulous. And then all of us piled into her minivan. We were listening to classic rock on the radio/driving through a wooded area, and I was ( Read more... )

We finally went to go see the house that we've been looking into for the past couple of weeks, and I simply fell in love with it ( Read more... )

Today is my only day off from both jobs all week and I'm not going to do anything besides wrap myself up in blankets, read The Dead Zone, and drink hot tea like an old lady. And I'm not even sick ( Read more... )

Well, I discovered that I'm allergic to cats. I developed a bit of a cough when I stayed at Greg's all last week, and was rather surprised when I got back home and it was completely gone. At the time, I blamed using so much pepper in the stews I had made, obviously I was mistaken, huh? Last night, I hung out at Heather's house and her cat sat in my ( Read more... )

So last night I had an absolutely terrible dream. Lisa and I were walking around the Drummer's Lounge (funny, because she's never stepped foot in that place and probably never will) and we came across a spot in the wall that was slightly discoloured in comparison to the rest of the wall. Looking closely, I realized that there were graffiti tags and ( Read more... )

So yesterday Greg took me to the mall, and I saw the DDR machine, and I was positively overwhelmed by the urge to play ( Read more... )