I've had this journal for exactly a month and not only have I written in it seldomly, I've sort of forgotten about it.  I've been a lurker for so long that it just slips my mind to log in...hmmm.  Well, I've had some sort of flu bug for the past week and with that and trying to keep my sanity intact during midterms I've turned into a pile of ( Read more... )

 I finally received my W2 forms last night.  Unfortunately, my social security number was wrong.  This means a little bit of a headache and filing my tax returns later than I would like.  I'm going into my old work tomorrow to fix it and figure out if it was a screw up on their part or mine.  I'm really, really hoping that they messed up.  I ( Read more... )

Jenny kiss'd me when we met ( Read more... )

 I love valentine's day.  I don't have a valentine this year, but I'm actually not too bummed about it.  I've had valentines in the past, I'll have them in the future--I'm just excited to give people the presents I made tomorrow.  Because I was feeling creative with all of the art projects and stuff I've had to do lately I decided to make little ( Read more... )

 Jarred awake by the buzz buzz of my cell phone ( Read more... )

 I've been a little under the weather this week and with art school applications and a head cold I haven't spent much time with my friends.  I'm going to help my friend S cook dinner tonight for a group of people and I think afterwards we will head to the local cafe and watch another mutual friend perform.  It's just an open mic night, but I get ( Read more... )

 Woken up early by the garbage truck.  I might as well have bashed my head against the wall, as the sound from the truck has given me a pounding headache.  I think I celebrated a little too much last night.  My plans for today involve cleaning, possibly throwing up, and maybe getting lunch downtown.  On the bright side, I've got the whole house to ( Read more... )

It's raining rather more than I expected it to today.  I should have spent my paycheck money on a warm coat, as opposed to a pair of almost entirely impractical high heels.  Oh well.  When I go to a friend's dinner party tonight (her eighteenth birthday), I will just bask in the warm, self-satisfied glow of knowing that my feet are attired in the ( Read more... )