Talking about Livejournal made me feel the need to update
So I sit. Mal and I were going to go to a party where the main attraction would've been my sweetly innocent Scottish friend getting "minced" as he calls it and jumping off roofs. But Mal went to work to get some things done off the clock and now waiting for her to return I have become sleepy and do not feel as social as I did an hour ago [especially when knowing I have to be at work in the early morning hours].
What happens when you shove a lot of women together throw in panties, bras and estrogen? Lots of fuckin' drama. It's unbelievable! Someone got a restraining order on another girl at work today. This is crazy. Drama, drama, drama. Gossip, gossip, gossip. Welcome to the dollhouse.
Speaking of work - my first day at my new job didn't make me want to throw myself off a cliff... which was nice. In fact, dare I say, I rather enjoyed it!
By this time next week I will have just seen Sigur Ros play in an Atlanta Symphony Hall. Oh! I'm getting so excited! [But not so excited about how much gas is going to be getting to and from Atlanta]
Seeing Jess and Glen's pictures of the Californian coastline make me homesick for a place I've never been.
I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place in another aspect of my life. I don't think anyone but one person on here will understand what I mean by that. To that one person, I hope you know what I would do if circumstances were different.
What happens when you shove a lot of women together throw in panties, bras and estrogen? Lots of fuckin' drama. It's unbelievable! Someone got a restraining order on another girl at work today. This is crazy. Drama, drama, drama. Gossip, gossip, gossip. Welcome to the dollhouse.
Speaking of work - my first day at my new job didn't make me want to throw myself off a cliff... which was nice. In fact, dare I say, I rather enjoyed it!
By this time next week I will have just seen Sigur Ros play in an Atlanta Symphony Hall. Oh! I'm getting so excited! [But not so excited about how much gas is going to be getting to and from Atlanta]
Seeing Jess and Glen's pictures of the Californian coastline make me homesick for a place I've never been.
I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place in another aspect of my life. I don't think anyone but one person on here will understand what I mean by that. To that one person, I hope you know what I would do if circumstances were different.