Too damn paranoid.

Fuck. This. Shit. God dammit!

You passive-aggressive paranoid over-thinking non-confrontational motherfucker. Oh wait, that's me! Fuck.

Pretty much weirdest dream ever last night. Not much time right now, so I'll just jot down a brief synopsis, if you will ( Read more... )

'Kay, is it bad that I can't remember when I worked two weeks ago? I was tryna figure out how much I'm gonna get this cheque, and I haven't a fucking clue. I think I worked the Friday, but I only know that 'cause I met up with Marilyn at Ryan's recently after work, and it wasn't last Friday. I'm pretty sure last week I just worked Wednesday and ( Read more... )

Another one. Low enough for my work shirt to cover it, at least.

So... Prom. I've heard Eric's not going, Corey may not be, Duddy isn't. I know Brandon is, and Sharkey and Jess are going to Dover... But I'm not sure what Marilyn wants to do. She doesn't seem thrilled with the idea in general, so... Eh.

I need to get some Pearl Jam. They are

Let's see if I can get my sorry ass $1500 by my next cheque...

La la la...

I have a hickie...

Rawr. Ultraviolet is fairly crummy, except for having the best flaming swordfight evar! Ong-Bak still has strangely hilarious fight scenes. And Danko Jones + Hawthorne Heights = Teh Awesome ( Read more... )

...Where'd she go?:(