I don't really write in this anymore. It doesn't occur to me. When it does occur to me, I have other things to do. I hear grad school is like that for everyone. I'm having an OK time though. With things that aren't great, I try to remind myself that everyone has an adjustment period in a new place, and I have it a lot easier than a first year ( Read more... )

I never write anymore. It's not the lack of free time. I probably should write. I should probably do this instead of sending Simon 80billion emails a day telling him what I think is wrong with my life. I would likely benefit from having some way to express my frustration without being a complete bitch to people, which is going to start happening in ( Read more... )

So on Tuesday, a girl I went to school with, who was my best friend in 5th and 6th grade, committed suicide. It's totally awful and I can't stop thinking about it. I just feel really sad to think that she was that unhappy. I mean, even when I felt the worst I have felt, which is pretty friggin bad, I never did that, so I can't even imagine how ( Read more... )

Randomly, people I went out with in high school, or right after have been contacting me to basically confess their alleged undying love for me, and tell me that I should be with them.

All I have to say is: WTF.

I got the cutest dog EVER and his name is Phinneas, and we are in love. For reals.

That's it for now I guess.

So, I'm actually kind of tired for it being so early, but ( Read more... )

We looked at a couple place today, we are looking at one tomorrow I am super hopeful about, its close to my old place and cheaper, which is pretty sweet. Also, my standards aren't all that high, I lived in Phall...and now live in an unfinished basement that I need to get out of like, asap ( Read more... )

So, we're looking for an apartment. A two bedroom that will let me get a small dog, that has two parking spots, and is either in town, or close to 295 ( Read more... )

   Quite some time ago I bought this an Ion record player. I was supposed to be $200 or something stupid like that, but it was only $50 because it was out of the box and missing a needle. My old record player and I had recently gotten into a little battle where its arm was violently detached...and it still KIND OF worked...a little...sometimes... ( Read more... )

I had a dream that I had a baby, but it didn't hurt because right as everything was about to start, I passed out, and then they just drugged me and got the baby out, but then Shaun's aunt and uncle were keeping the baby, and when I realized that I had had a baby and that they were keeping it, I decided I wanted to keep it, so my mom had them give ( Read more... )

I friggin hate work. I hate that I can't sleep. I've been tired all day. I even tried playing music on my phone, and for a few minutes I thought  it was going pretty well, but apparently that was false since I am not updating a journal I haven't updated in AGES ( Read more... )