a bulleted update
- well, just when i though it couldn't get any more disgusting.
- you know, there's no need to be rude about it. you could have just said something. it was also pretty presumptuous of you. i still want to be your friend. too insecure to let people get close? yeah, i know the feeling. you jerk. call me, if you read this.
- i need to stop putting food in this household. then, perhaps, i'd stop eating it. plus, there'd be fewer dishes to do and little to no risk of bugs. yeah, food is the problem.
- i have way too many clothes with way too little to wear. i'm getting rid of a shitton of the crap i don't wear pretty soon. i might just make a gigantamassive list/pic post and you guys can fight over my awesome wardrobe. *symptom of grossosity levels breaching limit*
- lonely. pretty much sums it up.
- slow goings, unmotivated. there's always something to procrastinate for. when will i learn?
- kicked out of office. realized that i was just being used for cheaper labor until they find someone qualified. they didn't train me then moved me back to cashier because i wasn't trained. and i kept fucking up the stapler. i doubt that had much to do with it. the whole coming-in-late thing was probably a bigger factor. eight in the fucking morning. what do they expect.
- dancing? waking up early? reading, unionizing, socializing, educating, crushing, crying, binging?
you can get the excuses away from the girl, but you can't get the girl away from the excuses.. LEARN.
- second job. c'mon. make it snappy.
- i can make it to krishna lunch about one day a week, now. maybe more? i'll be there tuesday. who's gonna be there?
- i only have occasional internet. right now i'm hijacking katy's new laptop because she's gone to the beach.
wah.
i finished this book i was reading. it was predictable and mostly immature in subject matter, but entertaining nonetheless. also, the author was great at stringing together fun, rhythmic and dynamic descriptions for things wih kitchy adjectives and references. :)
oh, jeez. i'm never going to reach any of my goals.
- you know, there's no need to be rude about it. you could have just said something. it was also pretty presumptuous of you. i still want to be your friend. too insecure to let people get close? yeah, i know the feeling. you jerk. call me, if you read this.
- i need to stop putting food in this household. then, perhaps, i'd stop eating it. plus, there'd be fewer dishes to do and little to no risk of bugs. yeah, food is the problem.
- i have way too many clothes with way too little to wear. i'm getting rid of a shitton of the crap i don't wear pretty soon. i might just make a gigantamassive list/pic post and you guys can fight over my awesome wardrobe. *symptom of grossosity levels breaching limit*
- lonely. pretty much sums it up.
- slow goings, unmotivated. there's always something to procrastinate for. when will i learn?
- kicked out of office. realized that i was just being used for cheaper labor until they find someone qualified. they didn't train me then moved me back to cashier because i wasn't trained. and i kept fucking up the stapler. i doubt that had much to do with it. the whole coming-in-late thing was probably a bigger factor. eight in the fucking morning. what do they expect.
- dancing? waking up early? reading, unionizing, socializing, educating, crushing, crying, binging?
you can get the excuses away from the girl, but you can't get the girl away from the excuses.. LEARN.
- second job. c'mon. make it snappy.
- i can make it to krishna lunch about one day a week, now. maybe more? i'll be there tuesday. who's gonna be there?
- i only have occasional internet. right now i'm hijacking katy's new laptop because she's gone to the beach.
wah.
i finished this book i was reading. it was predictable and mostly immature in subject matter, but entertaining nonetheless. also, the author was great at stringing together fun, rhythmic and dynamic descriptions for things wih kitchy adjectives and references. :)
oh, jeez. i'm never going to reach any of my goals.