Oh, oh, OH how I love headlines ( Read more... )

Hair all gone. Head looks inflated and spherical. I love superficial changes.

So. He does, in fact, has a girlfriend ( Read more... )

Awwwwwww SHIT. Tim, I didn't do it. I went in and looked him in the eye and opened my mouth and went "....."

I'm such a WUSS! What did I have to lose?

"FUCK you, Target."

Ahhhhh.

I'm seized by a silent, paralyzing panic on the average of three times a day. Usually one around 9 AM when I glance at the clock and realize that my morning shift is not yet half over, another one at 5:30 PM when I run out of work to do at the library, and one more right after I turn off the light to fall asleep. They really are debilitating, and ( Read more... )

1 60-hour workweek down. 7 to go ( Read more... )

Went to Chicago. Saw some sweet shit. Dropped my phone in my sister's toilet -- phone is now permanently broken. So, if I don't return any calls, it's because I haven't recieved any ( Read more... )

A follow-up, incredibly ( Read more... )

Got in my car and drove to the seven places I've turned in applications in the past week, asked politely at every counter, and met the same set of responses: call back later, we're not hiring, we'll call you in a week ( Read more... )