Well umm... everyones gone. Every single person that i have hung out with over the past 5 years or so is gone. I wasnt so bad when i lived with zak because i still had someone to hang out with, now its just me, in my cube... this sucks.

I don't know how many people still check their livejournals' anymore... i check mine at least once a day, glad i do ( Read more... )

I run on Caffiene and Voodoo. And not none of that wussy backyard voodoo, we're talkin grade A shaman chanting voodoo

confirmed... only 13 work days left in marysville.(ie 2 and a half weeks.) And horray for dinner with coffee shop girl its was good and involed much sushi. We go out again Thursday, not sure whats gonna happens but hey what happens happens :)

i hate marysville soooo much... This town is so boring its not even funny. I mean yea i havae sushi bar and coffee shop to hang out at but no friends to do it with... Every weekend im back im even more homesick when i have to leave again ( Read more... )

yea this cant be good i still dont have the feeling completley back in my arm... Remeber kids electricity is dangerous

i nearly blew off my arm... again, today. 277 volt = ouchies.

"Young man Sitting in the old man's bar waiting for his turn to die..."

I dont know why that line sticks so much.

Im coming home this weekend again. Tough luck if you dont want me to...

hmph, i feel a little hurt. Feeling like a piriah in your own home isnt a good feeling, if i can even call it my home. I may pay the rent but it isnt my home anymore, marysville isnt my home either, this is work. But coming to Tacoma and not being able to come "Home" really really hurts. Im at a loss for what to do....

cute starbucks girl giving me sample after sample... now i have caffiene buzz like no other. I swear she must've givin me something like three drinks worth of free samples... i just kept drinkin em....

hmmm ... cute starbuckgirl...