In my early twenties, I didn’t go to bed. Through a lot of my late twenties, and early thirties, I did. Finding myself in the end of my thirties, I am back to a lack of bedtime restraints. It’s 643am, and I have not been to bed. I can also sleep for 12 hours at a time, starting at 1pm if I choose (or if convenient). Sometimes I feel like my best ( Read more... )

Well, golly. The last time I posted was 2017. I created my live journal in 2001. I have 950 posts. To imagine how many I would have if I had kept up writing steady the whole time. Maybe I could have made it into a book and been a best selling author. The Chronicles of Christina ( Read more... )

P.S. Pumpkin and Gourd are still my fur babies. They're old folks now with the spirit of their younger days. I also have a stray named Ginger that I hope will come around sooner rather than later and be a lap kitty.

It's been years since I've even thought about livejournal. I'm not sure what brought me here today even. For the last hour, I've read some of my old entries, and some of my loved ones old entries. I relived some moments that were better off in my past. I sat here dwelling on comments from less-than-friends. I saw some of the writing on the wall. ( Read more... )

If I didn't need money, I would quit Sns. If I didn't have a kid, I might do bodily harm to my aunt. If I hadn't such a great childhood, I might kick my parents out. So all together I'm incredibly miserable right now. I hate work. I hate home. Whenever I'm in the car, I'm almost in tears thinking about whichever one I'm heading to. I don't expect ( Read more... )

I cry. As does everyone I'm sure. But I cry more than most. At least these days I do. Everything has a domino effect for me in terms of thoughts. I could be thinking about how swell ice cream sandwiches are and the next thing I know, the ice cream sandwiches reminds me of the fact that my stupid aunt snuck the rest of them. Once I'm thinking about ( Read more... )

I definitely just spent a large chunk of my day reading old posts and trying to figure out what my password was. I'm a geek. I was thinking about it recently and then Hellen realllllly made me wanna get back into the lj world. It's much more advanced than I remember though. More to come later :o)

My life never seems to be great. It's sometimes just ok... but never just wonderful. We didn't celebrate thanksgiving this year. Grandma's house caught on fire and so her and aunt cindy moved in with me. Then the plumbing went bad. It's been broken for a few weeks now. I've been staying away from there as much as possible but it's super depressing ( Read more... )

so I'm pretty much secluded from the rest of the world. I work all the way in Ypsilanti... Driving that far to and from work everyday plus the 10 hour shifts drains me. I dont wanna go anywhere or do anything. Ugh. And when I do have time off I have to try and do the usual life crap like going to the bank or paying bills and getting my oil changed ( Read more... )

hm... I'm at the track.... But im on my phone. Its less fun sober.