hmmm ( Read more... )

i really just don't want to do deal with shit right now ( Read more... )

today is my first day off in six days. tomorrow i've got a job for davis studio's at hallen elementary in bridgeport. i plan to bring disinfectant, along with a book to read. the only reason i took the job was because its not the same kind of work as target, there'll probably be a lot of downtime. in target news, i'm generally working around 35 ( Read more... )

its such a ridiculously nice day out, but i don't know what to do with myself. i can only dance around my room to beyonce for so long. and for once i don't like sitting around and reading ( Read more... )

this year's trip to p-town was better than last year's. i actually got not one, but two chances to get sunburn which were taken advantage of, as a result i have a rather dramatic tan line on my thighs where i waited too long to take off my shorts while reading from dead to worse on the beach. only played tennis once, and it was a short attempt ( Read more... )

they say realizing you have a problem is the first step on the road to recovery. this is an axiom designed for those with fragile egos and a self-destructive level of pride, because what they fail to mention is that it is a miniscule step on a very long fucking road. i don't have a problem with acknowledging that i have a problem, in fact i think i ( Read more... )

man, vidal is annoying the hell out of me lately. i'm hoping this summer doesn't turn into another blow-up between him and mom, but everyone's really stressed out and he isn't helping. most of the time when he's home he's rather grumpy because of work - he's a counselor at a girl scout camp, which keeps him on his feet most of the day, which is ( Read more... )

so creativity hasn't been sitting well with me lately. i've got a lot of it, but its much too thinly distributed, and i'm kind of getting wiped out. as mom says, the less you do, the less you want to do, and of course the reverse is true that the more you do, the more you want (or are willing) to do. taking three creative writing courses this ( Read more... )

jesus fucking christ. the people in my fiction writing class are fucking abysmal ass writers. no lie. i seriously can't fucking handle it. maybe its that we're forced to read everyone's story to ourselves that makes me realize that (the stories are posted online), perhaps if i actually had to sit down and read everyone's story in hess' class i ( Read more... )

i had a running dream last night. a fairly stupid one, but it involved running at one point. the first one i've had in a while. and now here i am, pacing around my room while listening to music and wondering what i'm running from. i didn't want to go to the gym this morning, i don't want to do my laundry, and i certainly don't want to do my ( Read more... )