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So this is my livejournal and here I am writing in it. I'm so relieved that i only work for another week. Sweet sweet relief! There isn't really much new and happenin going on in muh life. Let's see, Sarah and I are trying to be festive and have an early fourth o july BBQ (So American!), and we invited a few people, none of which who are here yet or even really certain that they're coming. Except for my boy toy (and I really do toy with him, it's sad), who is certain to come when he's off work...but by that point, I think that Sarah and I will have already downed the rest of that bottle of vodka (or at least most) and be sitting here on our computers wasted! We will toss the frozen burger patties in the microwave and eat them with some mustard. And we've already started digging into the chips =P
So...that's pretty much all that's new in my life. Except we got a kitten! His name is Turkey McGobble, but if you've seen Sarah's LJ you'll know that. I feel a little bit bad that I only remembered that because he was attackling my foot = \
And speaking of feeling bad...Chas and I are broken up, four years of good times and love gone, and I'm ...completely over it. Watch me relapse in a month. I'll have a good cry, and then I'll feel bad for not feeling hurt for a longer period of time. I feel like he wronged me somehow, but really I'm the one that started it...Ohhh well, what can one do. I'm tired.
And the lyric of the moment is:
"I'm coming for you/I wanna shoot you up/I want to do you/I to screw you up/I want to fuck fuck fuck/On this hot night"
So...that's pretty much all that's new in my life. Except we got a kitten! His name is Turkey McGobble, but if you've seen Sarah's LJ you'll know that. I feel a little bit bad that I only remembered that because he was attackling my foot = \
And speaking of feeling bad...Chas and I are broken up, four years of good times and love gone, and I'm ...completely over it. Watch me relapse in a month. I'll have a good cry, and then I'll feel bad for not feeling hurt for a longer period of time. I feel like he wronged me somehow, but really I'm the one that started it...Ohhh well, what can one do. I'm tired.
And the lyric of the moment is:
"I'm coming for you/I wanna shoot you up/I want to do you/I to screw you up/I want to fuck fuck fuck/On this hot night"