New year's Waffle
Let's pretend this LJ is brand new and I didn't screw up with my purpose of using it more in the past year. Just pretend...
Whatever, I started this rabbit year feeling sick and this is wonderful per se but apparently I'm also stuck in an alternate universe in which the alternate-me listens to Taylor Swift's Speak now album on loop. I wonder were is the Fringe division when you need it.
Still, I'm loving most of the songs and now my ipod is stuffed with hugs and love songs. Hopefully there isn't an age limit for this Hannah Montana crap...
On a more professional side, I need new mood icons. Possibly Generation Kill ones. I bet I'll feel so much better with some puppy-eyed Nate and bare-chested Brad. I'm assured of this.
Over.
Whatever, I started this rabbit year feeling sick and this is wonderful per se but apparently I'm also stuck in an alternate universe in which the alternate-me listens to Taylor Swift's Speak now album on loop. I wonder were is the Fringe division when you need it.
Still, I'm loving most of the songs and now my ipod is stuffed with hugs and love songs. Hopefully there isn't an age limit for this Hannah Montana crap...
On a more professional side, I need new mood icons. Possibly Generation Kill ones. I bet I'll feel so much better with some puppy-eyed Nate and bare-chested Brad. I'm assured of this.
Over.