Life is amazing in its synchronicity. Life is wonderful.

I will never, ever catch up with my flist. If anything important or, hell, even importantly minuscule, happened comment and let me know. Yes, what a cop-out, I know. I'm going to try to catch up over the next few days but I'm not holding my breath ( Read more... )

Apparently, there is a consolation prize for not getting laid. It is shoes. That makes me (slightly) happier, though not enough.

Yay for free shoes, though!

I just woke up from a Laura Roslin sex dream.

Best dream ever.

This is all.

I just checked my mail and there was a Christmas card from my grandmother. I almost threw it away because it wasn't anything special. It just said, "Merry Christmas to Amy. Love Grammy ( Read more... )

Very NOT happy right now.

I am officially on strike from BSG. Yes, that's juvenile and, yes, it won't last but damn.

I've been puking my guts out all day and all I wanted was this stupid episode of BSG and this is what they give me?

Very NOT happy.

It's snowing! A lot!

I had to go outside and play in it momentarily. And then I realized how cold it was.

This is all.

I had to wait on one of my ex's friends tonight. And, by that, I mean one of his drug connections. It was weird and oddly humiliating. Also, the guy tipped worth shit and that made it all the more terrible. I don't know why ( Read more... )

Can I just say that there is nothing better nor more disturbing than realizing, in the middle of my work shift no less, that my lip is completely bruised? It's frakking purple ( Read more... )

Do you ever wake up and just feel really gay?

I'm feeling extremely homosexual today.