I'm depressed. It sucks. Moving on now ( Read more... )

I don't even know if I'll post this. I don't post half of these screaming, whining rants I vomit out ( Read more... )

So the farmer's market starts this weekend ( Read more... )

I've been having a little mini existential crisis for the last few weeks. Maybe the roots go all the way back to the art block in March, which is still hanging on like some fat leech which just doesn't want to let go and will keep sucking until it bursts and blood spurts everywhere. Maybe it goes back further, I don't know ( Read more... )

It's snowing. All the plants, including Sanam, have been dragged inside.

Bah.

Last night was crap. So crap. Depression sucks, and yes Cymbalta, it does hurt. It hurts like hell. Your stupid catchphrase repeating through my head does not help. Leverage finally distracted me long enough to get tired and go to sleep. Previously I tried ( Read more... )

So I recently found a gift certificate that I hadn't used yet. I need to do this. And because I'm weird, I can't use it on practical things. It was a gift! I can't squander that on food ( Read more... )

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Aw, I can't make fun of the ads anymore. I don't have to refresh my page every time I go anywhere on LJ because it eats my entire browser with an ad.

I could grow to like this plugin dealio. :D (Yes, yes, behind the times. Luddite, remember?)I have so much to do, and so what do I do when I get home? Spend hours poking around at videos. And ( Read more... )

I will not be depressing, I will not be depressing ( Read more... )

Blah blah depression blah blah I hate this blah hack blah blah blah blah ( Read more... )