Well. My recovery birthday anyway.
30 days today.
Go. Fucking. Me.

Nothing could ruin my day. Nothing.

:DDDDD

I'm leaving. No one is going to hear from me.
I'm sorry.

I'm coming back to Portland tonight.

I'm going to find some fucking heroin. Enough to overdose. And just go to sleep.

I quit.

Thanks, mom, for instigating a stupid fucking intervention ( Read more... )

( Begins 12/15/07 )

It went much better than expected. I totally did the emotion barf all over him, and he just listened, and told me I was braveAnd then? "I wanna ask you something. But it's a total chick question. Let me think about how I want to phrase this ( Read more... )

That one's not much better. "Whine. poor me. I'm a bad person. I do things without thinking about them, and then start self-depricating hoping that someone will refute me and justify my stupid actions ( Read more... )

Look at my sweet ass friends only banner.


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they are currently pulling agents off of the floor into meetings for layoffs. they are doing this by attendance.

im fucked.

eric got laid off.

im going to get laid off.

this is fucking SWEET.

clockwork orange monks.

"Non Ngeth has reason to be concerned about the country's monks. In recent years, several monks have made newspaper headlines for fighting with slingshots and petrol bombs at a temple, molesting a boy, beating a man and stealing motorcycles." - Leave a comment

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