Mother and the Shiny New Stepdad want me to work in a factory. Permanently. Like, as a life-long career. Or to become a truck-driver.

Growing up, people were always telling me how smart I was. They assured me that I would go far in life. "You can be anything you want, Ryan, if you just put your mind to it because you're just so smart." So ( Read more... )

WHY CAN'T I SEEM TO KEEP UP WITH MY OWN BLOG? SERIOUSLY.

So. This past weekend was Philly Cup. It's this huge soccer tournament/frat party in Philadelphia, where a bunch of my fraternity Brothers from across the state convene in one place to get drunk and kick balls around in the name of autism research. Honestly, the six hour road trip to ( Read more... )

So yesterday, I was working my Glamorous Dayjob at Goodwill, tagging clothes as usual, minding my own business, when suddenly, with no provocation whatsoever, I was struck by this enormous ball of EMO and suffered what could only be described as a serious mental breakdown ( Read more... )

My mother took a poorly-timed skip down the aisle with her Shiny New Husband; now the school wont hand over my much-needed financial aid. They claim that, since I'm listed as a dependent of my mother, Shiny New Husband is now also a "legal guardian" and they need his tax information. That of course will not be happening because a) we are not on ( Read more... )

Life:

Wednesday:
-Biology of Sexually Transmitted disease has me scared to death. Immediately after class, I take Kati and Shel with me to the pharmacy to by condoms. Kati gives me a lengthy and in-depth lesson in buying latex, what brands to by, etc. We settle on Trojan Twisted Pleasure because they come in a bright green package-ALY ARRIVES ( Read more... )

The hearing for our restraining order against the Ogre was scheduled for Friday morning at 10 a.m. I woke up at six, and not because I wanted to; I hadn't slept more than two or three hours the night before. This past week, I've been a wreck worrying about the whole ordeal ( Read more... )

So '08 has been a bad year for my LJ, since it has been painfully neglected for no particular reason, other than the fact that I am a lazy son of a bitch with nothing interesting to talk about. If there were, say, readers, things would be different. But again, I am lazy and therefore no one has any reason to actually read this bullshit because I ( Read more... )