It never ceases to amaze me that the gothic community professes to be incredibly accepting and open-minded and yet is staunchly close-minded toward Christians. It has gotten to the point where I dread someone discovering my religion because I will immediately be regarded as mentally deficient. I never mention my beliefs because as soon as they're ( Read more... )

It is snowing! Snowing flakes of pure white DEATH! Evil! EVIL!!

I got back from New York last night after three rescheduled connecting flights (was supposed to get home around 6, but I got home around 9). NY is the most amazing place on earth. There's just no other city that has its vibrancy. It has its own personality, its own quirks and strengths. So, with that said, let me take you on a magical mystery tour ( Read more... )

This is Gary. I now have control over this blog. I will soon have control over yours too. My friends and I welcome you all to join The Church of the Subgenius. Our leader Bob is always accepting new applicants. If you have problems with severe experimental drug use and adventures down the rabbit hole then we would advise you to look into other ( Read more... )

I forgot to mention that this journal is now friends only because, well, I hate everyone.

It began with food and ended with sleepiness...

( Oh yes, the pictures abound )

So my family has a little tradition of watching "Gilmore Girls" because we're Mormon and retarded like that. Anyway, the last episode, Rory Gilmore received a Birkin purse from her boyfriend and my mom went "Whoa!" and everyone on the TV show went "Whoa!" and I went "What's a Birkin bag....?" So I did a little research ( Read more... )

I was told my depression would escalate after the surgery, but man... no one ever told me how much...

One of the things I miss the most is citrus. For some reason, I'm not allowed to have any sort of citric anything and tonight I made the mistake of ordering the "Orange Dream Machine" at Jamba Juice. Needless to say, it came back up very quickly. Such sacrifices for beauty.

As long as we're making fun of Mormon culture, my friend roseredhoofbeat said this tonight:

"do mormon boys come with balls, or do you have to bring your own?"

hahahaha.... the question we've all been wondering, dahling.