I had what was by far the coolest dream i have ever had. my house was cursed. danny came over to play with lacey. out of nowhere she starts talking in complete and coherent sentences. then danny leaves and it gets all dark and foggy outside which apparently means the zombies have risen and are on their way into the house. so i alone have to single ( Read more... )

wow. a really old friend of mine's father passed away today. i'm suprised how upset i am for her. it's shit like this that puts everything into perspective. like fuck. life is way too short for bullshit. fuck.

Ahem. Well that was a distraction. Not as fufilling as I thought it would be but....distracting.

wow. so right mow i'm pretty loaded. and sad. i'm a douche bag. i wish i could just ARGH. I can't. dude that wasn't even that fun. but it was. what's wrong with me? sigh. i will never know what i want. whatever.

So i'm gonna name my children, in no particular order: Scully, Xena, Blair, Jo, and Buffy. And maybe Anya. The good thing is that if the adoption agency decides to send me over little boys Blair and Jo will do fine. Ha. Unwanted Chinese boys? Like thats going to happen ( Read more... )

So I think I should have some wicked angry stranger sex cause I've got alot of anger and therefore energy. The treadmill doesn't appreciate my advances, trust me. Mmmm. Angry sex.

so apparently alot of people want to smoke up with me. good cause it's depressing the lenght of time this stuff can burn a hole in my pocket.
bros before hos.just sayin'.

sigh. so i've got like a dime of what has been described to me as the best weed they've ever smoked in their lives by 5 different people and no one to smoke it with. life is 5 shades of suck right now.

sigh. it breaks my heart to have to say good bye but to say i was obsessed is an understatement. i have to weigh what i've given vs. what i've gotten in return and the scales are majorly out of balance. i nearly cried just thinking about it and in fact have been putting off this termination for quite some time. So as of this morning i bid adieu to ( Read more... )

so 2007... well it can't get any worse. so i think all of my anxiety has transformed into some sort of psychosomatic stomach condition. i can't eat a bite. i feel nausueous all the time. and i don't know if something is actually wrong with me or if i'm just depressed. like all i ate today was 1 bowl of soup. hours ago and i'm still not hungry ( Read more... )