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My year in review. (First post from each month of 2006)
A Year in Review!! Yay!
January: So Florida was AWESOME.
February: So, Brokeback Mountain was bordering on awesome. A definite purchase when it comes out. (If it's not $35.99). Although sad, not all that sad. I didn't cry for the record, not that I expected to. But anyways, I've been wanting to see it since I heard about it and it didn't fail to live up. (Jacquie, although overall you'd hate this movie, Heath Ledger dressed up as a cowboy = you'd love 50% of it. Although there were a lot of toes down going on. haha) Anyways, tomorrow we start work on Little Dead. Keep him in your thoughts. My parents are gone for the weekend so I'm having people over tomorrow. Maybe we will watch SLC Punk! because I really want to. Anyways, now I'm going to bed to dream of sheep and the like.
March: At the request of several people, I am now updating my livejournal. It shall be an update of neither love, nor happiness, but of pain and disease.
Here is the list of ailments afflicting me recently:
Eye-rot
Headaches
Mouth sores associated with the eye-rot (apparently)
Neck stiffness (at times very painful, at other times, almost non-existent)
Sore throat
Bleeding ear
Leg cramps
STD/Urinary tract infection
Vomitting
Stomach cramps (from vomitting I assume)
Chills
Sweating (yes, more than normal!!)
Cold sores (not the same as the mouth sores)
Diarhea (this didn't last long, probably because I've eaten next to nothing in a week)
Runny nose
So, I guess the next step is either cancer or AIDS. Everyone, please pray/send me good thoughts and wishes.
April: All of my friends are so sad. What is wrong with you guys? You are killing my happy life at the moment! For that I hate you all. Actually I love you. Seriously now, it's shitty seeing my best friends being so unhappy and not being able to do anything about it. I want to, but then there's all these secrets to be kept and things I can say to one person and not the other and it's just crappy. I go to get Jacquie on Wednesday! Yay! I can't wait to see her because I miss her so much. I'm not excited to spend $800 on gas though. Boo.
May: Shotz on Friday was fun. Daniela's on Saturday was fun. Now I have to go to work. That's not fun. I missed Jacquie this weekend. W D I D A L Y?
June: This summer is good. This beer is good. Hendy, Carmen and Daniela. Good.
July: The lesson to be learned here is not to leave a pot of boling water on the stove while you go to the gas station and then to your grandma's house.
August: After coming home and reading a weeks worth of journals from everyone, I realize that I really don't care about whats going on with any of you. Therefore I'm taking a hiatus from LJ until I think I care again or until I forget it exists and never read it again.
September: Summer is pretty much over. I don't really care though because it hasn't felt like summer for weeks and weeks. The losers are all moving back to their school homes. A big "Fuck you too" to all of them. Apparently MB cut off all her hair, so I have one less friend there... This week has been pure shit between breakdowns, damaged ketchup bottles and a bastardly little dog. But it's Thursday and I'm taking tomorrow off and thats making me frown less. Wait, there's beer in my mouth! Yes! Oh, gone already. I've seen a few promising houses, but haven't found the right one yet. Jacquie is a house finding machine. We went to the Michigan State Fair. It was mostly disappointing. We entered a bunch of chickens in the Harrow Fair and they all won first place except for one which got second to one of the others. Mostly I'm just a hardcore F.T.E.
later
October: I've got a huge crush on Alanis Morissette. How 90's is that? It's not good. I was listening to OutQ, the fag radio station on Sirius last night and out of nowhere one of the guys from the Scissor Sisters was on. That was so cool. His name was Baby Daddy. What a queer. ha! I went to Alabama this week. Saw a bunch of cotton fields and reflected on thoughts of a better time. The dog was sick. So he puked while I was asleep. What a bastardly little f(r)iend.
November: What a shitty fucking night.
December: No December posts.
Voila! My year in review! How sad!
A Year in Review!! Yay!
January: So Florida was AWESOME.
February: So, Brokeback Mountain was bordering on awesome. A definite purchase when it comes out. (If it's not $35.99). Although sad, not all that sad. I didn't cry for the record, not that I expected to. But anyways, I've been wanting to see it since I heard about it and it didn't fail to live up. (Jacquie, although overall you'd hate this movie, Heath Ledger dressed up as a cowboy = you'd love 50% of it. Although there were a lot of toes down going on. haha) Anyways, tomorrow we start work on Little Dead. Keep him in your thoughts. My parents are gone for the weekend so I'm having people over tomorrow. Maybe we will watch SLC Punk! because I really want to. Anyways, now I'm going to bed to dream of sheep and the like.
March: At the request of several people, I am now updating my livejournal. It shall be an update of neither love, nor happiness, but of pain and disease.
Here is the list of ailments afflicting me recently:
Eye-rot
Headaches
Mouth sores associated with the eye-rot (apparently)
Neck stiffness (at times very painful, at other times, almost non-existent)
Sore throat
Bleeding ear
Leg cramps
STD/Urinary tract infection
Vomitting
Stomach cramps (from vomitting I assume)
Chills
Sweating (yes, more than normal!!)
Cold sores (not the same as the mouth sores)
Diarhea (this didn't last long, probably because I've eaten next to nothing in a week)
Runny nose
So, I guess the next step is either cancer or AIDS. Everyone, please pray/send me good thoughts and wishes.
April: All of my friends are so sad. What is wrong with you guys? You are killing my happy life at the moment! For that I hate you all. Actually I love you. Seriously now, it's shitty seeing my best friends being so unhappy and not being able to do anything about it. I want to, but then there's all these secrets to be kept and things I can say to one person and not the other and it's just crappy. I go to get Jacquie on Wednesday! Yay! I can't wait to see her because I miss her so much. I'm not excited to spend $800 on gas though. Boo.
May: Shotz on Friday was fun. Daniela's on Saturday was fun. Now I have to go to work. That's not fun. I missed Jacquie this weekend. W D I D A L Y?
June: This summer is good. This beer is good. Hendy, Carmen and Daniela. Good.
July: The lesson to be learned here is not to leave a pot of boling water on the stove while you go to the gas station and then to your grandma's house.
August: After coming home and reading a weeks worth of journals from everyone, I realize that I really don't care about whats going on with any of you. Therefore I'm taking a hiatus from LJ until I think I care again or until I forget it exists and never read it again.
September: Summer is pretty much over. I don't really care though because it hasn't felt like summer for weeks and weeks. The losers are all moving back to their school homes. A big "Fuck you too" to all of them. Apparently MB cut off all her hair, so I have one less friend there... This week has been pure shit between breakdowns, damaged ketchup bottles and a bastardly little dog. But it's Thursday and I'm taking tomorrow off and thats making me frown less. Wait, there's beer in my mouth! Yes! Oh, gone already. I've seen a few promising houses, but haven't found the right one yet. Jacquie is a house finding machine. We went to the Michigan State Fair. It was mostly disappointing. We entered a bunch of chickens in the Harrow Fair and they all won first place except for one which got second to one of the others. Mostly I'm just a hardcore F.T.E.
later
October: I've got a huge crush on Alanis Morissette. How 90's is that? It's not good. I was listening to OutQ, the fag radio station on Sirius last night and out of nowhere one of the guys from the Scissor Sisters was on. That was so cool. His name was Baby Daddy. What a queer. ha! I went to Alabama this week. Saw a bunch of cotton fields and reflected on thoughts of a better time. The dog was sick. So he puked while I was asleep. What a bastardly little f(r)iend.
November: What a shitty fucking night.
December: No December posts.
Voila! My year in review! How sad!