I only post when I'm either sad or handling big life decisions, these days. Oh, shucks.

Living in Auburn means disagreeing with a lot of your friends while living in close quarters ( Read more... )

I just watched as a youngster robin got caught in our fence. I pried the layers of wire apart and it fell out and onto the ground where it gasped a few times and died. It's buried next to the sunflower sproutling. I'm unnerved by the mix of emotions this elicited.

Well, Phillip and I seem to be jumping on this breakup bandwagon. Things sure are things, aren't they?

turd farts

I live in Auburn, Alabama, again. This time it's different. I have a house. I have my kitties. I have a boyfriend who rolls over in his sleep and tells me how much he loves me. I have this group of friends/family that helps me and make me feel like I'm part of it all. I feel like this might be a home thing. Maybe? Maybe I've just been looking for ( Read more... )

So, shitty last day, right? Well, I just got off the phone with First Realty in Auburn. The house has been taken off the market ( Read more... )

If this and last year represent what birthdays are like from now on, fuck 'em. I'm not doing it anymore.

Life Goal: A level stove top and level pans.

Another change of plans! It turns out that the apartment we were going to sublease has been snatched up ( Read more... )

Leaving for Con in 12 days. I'm prematurely packing. I'm really excited. I'm trying on all of my fancy clothes. Mostly dresses. That way I can only wear single articles of clothing rather than packing a crapload of bullshit and needing something other than a big backpack(carry on) and a little pursebackpackthing ( Read more... )