Most people can suck it.

In June, I joined Red Stick Roller Derby ( Read more... )

buhhh.

Graduated.
Got a MacBook.
Looking into a refurbished iPhone.
Looking into health insurance.
Saving up for the tattoo.
Cleaning the apt.
Drinking.
Hugging.
Photographing.
Organizing.
Filing.
Walking.
Working.
Balancing.

I do believe I am about to fail college.

So, I'm not entirely sure how much I weigh, but I am absolutely positive I'm not OK with it. Looking through photos from this past week, my "huge" breasts have become HUGE breasts. It's crazy uncool, especially since I'm not too sure how to dress for them, nor do I have the money to shop for the them ( Read more... )

I've been having anxiety dreams about Jeff and Brady. Not both in the same dreams, but jarring nonetheless. Heartbreaking, too.

What am I doing? I graduate in just a few weeks into a damaged economy with zero job offers and an uncertain idea of where to go or what to do. But I do know I want to move. I have to move. Soon ... ish ( Read more... )

One day I will be somewhat fit and consistently happy. One day.

NO SLEEP 'TIL BROOKLYN.

(or something)

Jinxed it. Or something. :/