How it is that I am generally perceived as a responsible adult.

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Dear Self,

Please to be stopping the procrastination queen act. You are making yourself far more anxious than is reasonable and wasting money to boot.

Love, Me
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*No, it's nothing that's going to get me in genuine deep shit, just... yeah. *sigh* One of ( Read more... )

Sooooo most of you know that over the last few months, I've become completely miserable in this (shared by supposed adult professionals) house. I avoid the hell out of everyone else who lives here, and the whole situation has ballooned to the point where I rarely go into the 'shared space' at all. Can't make myself do it. Which has led to a lot of ( Read more... )

Well, my new place is still hella untidy (although clean), but my old one sparkles. *points at subject line* I done good in there, if I do say so myself - it sure as hell wasn't that clean when *I* moved in! Mind you, its previous occupant had moved across the hall to a larger room (cookie2697, the toast guy), and he was one of the messiest individuals I ( Read more... )

The final frontier... Ahaha, no, this is not a Trek post. *g* Though I have been enough of an aficionado in the past that the phrase does always come to mind. No, the space in question is personal, as in, I have some! I moved today, into a house shared with other working adults, and there's actually more space in my room than I had realised. My ( Read more... )

Bullet point -ish because I am for some reason exhausted tonight ( Read more... )

Anxiety sucks. Deadlines are a mixed blessing. Some boxes I'd prefer to remain closed - and far, far away from me, for that matter. I would like to stop being made of fail. I wish my favourite black boots were still wearable. I wish I had bootstraps - whatever the fuck those are actually supposed to be. There's never a wrong time for cheese unless ( Read more... )

Sometimes, John Mayer gets it right: No male singer in the world of music today can release a single and have it connect with public as quickly and effortlessly as Rob Thomas.In a word, yes. ♥ I had someone ask me what I was listening to on my iPod today and when I said Rob Thomas, she kind of tilted her head in thought and went, "Maroon 5?" I had ( Read more... )

When being driven home by your boyfriend who's sort of now your ex-boyfriend because you've just had the "I need space; can we take a break?" discussion and Nothing Compares 2 U comes on the radio, it's likely to make him very uncomfortable if you enthusiastically sing along. True story. *g ( Read more... )

Somebody in the house has an acoustic guitar; he just went upstairs playing it. (Up? Down? Not sure, lol.) I was torn between "Wtf? Look at the time!" and "Ooooo guitar." *facepalm* I is going to hope that further shenanigans are kept upstairs (I know it's them upstairs, even if I don't know where they are currently headed!) because I would like to ( Read more... )

Well, I have heat. Not that it's actually *warm* in here yet, but the radiator is operational now, so that's progress. Though the day ended up being a complete write-off because the guy didn't do mine until nearly five. By that time I was exhausted, not having slept enough in order to be ready for the "late morning" possibility *snort* and not ( Read more... )