shit!
i'm pissed. p-i-s-e-d pissed.(5 points if you get the reference.. and no, it's not nitzche) and here's why:(yay lj rant!) i can't get the stem cells i need to not die, zeyah will be out of potable water within the week if things keep going as they are. those ae my two biggest concerns.
ok, so i'm mostly just tired and not all that pissed. things are going generally well. i'm gettin a 'puter, going to bartending skool, quitting lp (fuckin slobs) and possible moving on to a new apt. soon (a big one! rll rll big!) and i looove skool even though it haunts me (i wonder how buff did on her a&p test, she was freakin out about it). i didn't fail my art hist. exam!! see? all you gotta do is babble a lot and eventually you'll hit the nail on the head, allbeit, slightly lop-sided.
buffys dad has finally decided to help her out. (where the fuck was he when we were living off of stolen beans, rice & noodles?!? fucking katie sent us a box of fucking food, where was he?) so we're lookin soo good. plus, since she got back from nyc shes been more focused and driven than ever, things have changed soo much between us that i feel like we're falling in love all over again. all i want to do is make her smile like she does when i come home after work and she's stayed up just to see me. good god, them pearly whites drives me nuts! we got a joint bank account and i couldn't be more jazzed about it. mostly 'cause we won't have to deal with lending eachother money all the time, plus... AUTOMATIC BILL PAY SUCKAA!!
remember when all i used to write about was how much life sucked and how much i wanted to die and felt like shit all the time and everything was fantasticcrapnasties?
i'd totally rather talk about how buff and i want a puppy and how we can't stop making kissy-face. life is finally good and i'm so fucking happy.
ok, so i'm mostly just tired and not all that pissed. things are going generally well. i'm gettin a 'puter, going to bartending skool, quitting lp (fuckin slobs) and possible moving on to a new apt. soon (a big one! rll rll big!) and i looove skool even though it haunts me (i wonder how buff did on her a&p test, she was freakin out about it). i didn't fail my art hist. exam!! see? all you gotta do is babble a lot and eventually you'll hit the nail on the head, allbeit, slightly lop-sided.
buffys dad has finally decided to help her out. (where the fuck was he when we were living off of stolen beans, rice & noodles?!? fucking katie sent us a box of fucking food, where was he?) so we're lookin soo good. plus, since she got back from nyc shes been more focused and driven than ever, things have changed soo much between us that i feel like we're falling in love all over again. all i want to do is make her smile like she does when i come home after work and she's stayed up just to see me. good god, them pearly whites drives me nuts! we got a joint bank account and i couldn't be more jazzed about it. mostly 'cause we won't have to deal with lending eachother money all the time, plus... AUTOMATIC BILL PAY SUCKAA!!
remember when all i used to write about was how much life sucked and how much i wanted to die and felt like shit all the time and everything was fantasticcrapnasties?
i'd totally rather talk about how buff and i want a puppy and how we can't stop making kissy-face. life is finally good and i'm so fucking happy.