Hey, just letting you all know that I'm not dead...but I probably won't be updating this journal anymore. I want to make a new one that has no residue of William in it...if ya know what I mean ( Read more... )

I know, I know. I haven't updated in more than a week. Sorry.

We've got a lot to catch up on.

*sigh*

I did more babysitting today. >.< I don't know what it is about kids, but they make me really nervous. And my lack of patience doesn't help either. But I shouldn't complain. I got $30 for sitting on my arse and eating bagels all day ( Read more... )

Thanks for all the nice comments on my pics yesterday. Got a little confidence boost from that. ^.^

Blah. I had to babysit today...and I'm doing it Wednesday, too. But for $15 each day, so it's not that bad, I guess. Except for the fact that I extremely dislike kids, and I have to get up at 7am tomorrow. That sucks ( Read more... )

Yay! I have a couple of new and much better pics of me. The other ones I posted looked nothing like me. Yeah...anyway, they're behind the cut.

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Wow, I got an unnatural amount of comments yesterday. ^.^ That made me happy ( Read more... )

I got to go to the mall with Erin today. I bought a Glassjaw CD and some shoelaces. How exciting. Erin and I also saw a chick there with a big, funny-looking mohawk...and as soon as we saw her, we struggled not to crack up. I mean, why do girls have mohawks? I think it looks ridiculous. (Please don't be offended by that, it's just an opinion ( Read more... )

I think I'm going to the mall tomorrow with Erin, now that I actually have money to spend.

Who knows.

Since I have nothing to talk about, I'm going to be lame and post a poem. Yay.

ConstellationTeeth bared. Knuckles clenched ( Read more... )

I am going to be doing a friends' cut tomorrow or Thursday. There are like ten people on my friends' list who I don't even know or remember adding, who never update or respond, or are incredibly un-entertaining. Or all of the above.

So yeah.

If you'd sincerely like to stay on my list, let me know here.

Wow...I feel like an uber bitch.

I love Colin Smith. I'm going to marry him if it's the last thing I do. If I have to go all the way to Dublin, Ireland and poke him with a fork until he says, "I do", then so be it.

*steps off of her soap box*

Ok, I'm done now.