the old bf was crabby to me last night so i stayed home from work and ate. potato chips with nacho cheese and hot wings and cheesecake and i wasn't even hungry. uh. why do i self-destruct? i've been up all night and i have to work at ten tomorrow. fuck. i have no toilet paper. nothing's more humbling then waddling to the kitchen for a paper towel ( Read more... )

so much booze has been consumed. it feels like someone is repeatedly punching me in the armpits.

that's how weirdly jealous i am.

i am, i really am. i can't sleep tonight and i didn't sleep last night and i can't quite figure things out. i'm weird and weepy and want to disappear a little bit.

someone took money from my house yesterday and i really really trust my friends, and i feel absolutely sick about it.

and i'm funna get it and have long mermaid hair.

baking a cake in a toaster oven in your bedroom isn't really a good plan, especially when you balance the oven on the end of your futon and it tips and spills piping hot batter across your legs and chest.

i just came from a party full of people and i felt completely alone. it sucks. i can't drink anymore because it makes me incredibly sick and without it i can't function socially. and my feelings are hurt and it blows and i'm tired and i can't stand it but i can't sleep because of a three day tension headache ( Read more... )

that's right. i've got one. for the moment. i will make moneys and be a successful adult. and we should celebrate said achievements this evening. mmmhmm.

warm beautiful sunny weather
delicious fresh veggies
very best friends
gorgeous lake
fantastic lil' cabin
cheap, cheap wine
best three days ever
ya'll ready for this?