I feel like I use this to do all my complaining, and then my friends come along and give me so much support and I really appreciate it and it makes me feel bad for dumping on them like this. I usually try not to dump on my friends, but livejournal is so faceless that I don't feel bad about it. And then I remember that, oh, right, these are people ( Read more... )

I hate getting older. It makes it more difficult to put off making life decisions ( Read more... )

I haven't posted much about my new job because I don't really know what to say. It's just generally cute all day long ( Read more... )

I work with children, so I'm not exactly at a loss as to where this cold or flu or swine flu or whatever I have came from. I preach adoption and more funding for schools, but right at this instant I want all children exterminated like the little infectious vermin they are. You know, the last time I was really sick? The Friday before the weekend I ( Read more... )

As Ian, Donna (his mom), and I are leaving the apartment complex to go to Donna's new house so Ian can help her hook up her wireless, we passed by Hannah and her friends hammering rocks. She lifts up a handful of shards to me and says ( Read more... )

I think Nathan's joke on forced sterilization is one I should adopt as a tenet of my belief system ( Read more... )

For Ian's assignment for his health class at a junior college, a pre-req for his teaching credential, he has to fill out a sheet of questions. One of them asks if he is a "Tigger" or an "Eeyore." He is a grown man, not some Pooh Bear character.

But anyway, if he is a Pooh Bear character, we'd have to go back and reference a conversation I had with ( Read more... )