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My life as a scratch post
The puppy does not like loud noises, especially "In the Hall of the Mountain King" played at full blast. Barbarian. Canines are unintellectual creatures, but I digress....
I have yet to see V for Vendetta though from the overwhelming reviews of "OMG it rocked!!1!" from a number of my friends, I have deduced that it does, in fact, rock. I was ( Read more... ) -
The animals
There is a new puppy in the house. Well, the only puppy. His name is George and he is a cocker spaniel. I obviosuly did not name him. If he were mine, I'd have named him Ola or Miso or something with loads of vowels. Dogs respond better to vowel-laden sounds. I'm gonna post some pics of him. George is adorable. He likes to sleep on feet, mostly ( Read more... ) -
Message to Taylor who was absent due to chronic fan fic addiction
Melacoly: hola?
Melacoly: has the fan fic stolen your mind again?
Melacoly: I think so. My new X-men boy is Nightcrawler. Blue men are sexy, what can I say.
Melacoly: gah! i need people to meet around here.
Melacoly: I'm all lonely and I wanna join the roller derby but I have no skillz <-- with a z cause apparently thats cool. and why am I trying ( Read more... ) -
Passion of a Fine Young Man
The Passion of a Fine Young Manby Kevin Robert Mulcahy ( Read more... ) -
trash picker
Today, Taylor picked through the trash to get last nights packet of icing to use for todays cinnimon buns. She is gross. The end. -
money is the root of all evil
I feel sick to my stomach. I owe the school over seven thousand dollars. I have applied for ten loans in the last two weeks and have been denied ALL of them. I put this on myself. I knew it was going to be expensive coming here. Why the hell did I do it? I can't stand the shame of returning home. No one can help me, only pity. God, what the heck am ( Read more... ) -
Treehouse
When I was a kid I wanted to live in a carved out tree. I still do. -
Wouldn't you love to be.
The pain just doesn't hurt enough. Masocist body and mind. Are you an angel now, or a vulture, constantly hovering over, waiting for a big mistake. It's like the dull throbbing of a loose tooth. Not enough hurt to not poke at it with your tongue, but just enough of an annoyance that you try to push it out and be rid of the pain altogether. But when ( Read more... ) -
regression vs. evolution
Today I was at the library so long that I forgot my orginal purpose for being there. I'm still at the library wondering. Ebay, Jonathan Rhys-Meyers, e-mail. I don't know why I bother looking up celebrities anymore. They make me envious and upset. I am jealous of the uglier ones actually. Beautiful people are on a different plane of reality. The ( Read more... )
