There was once a time when I called this journal the "I should be sleeping" journal. I was always on here late at night, when the rest of the world was asleep. It's when I like to purge my thoughts. Like now, I have to get up for school in a few hours ( Read more... )

Have you ever noticed that when you are sad or heartbroken, every song that comes on the radio reminds you of your tragedy? You see happy couples everywhere? I am not sure if these things happen as a reminder to feel things and allow ourselves to heal or if we choose only to see what we want to see, but damn, I'm getting a lot of little reminders ( Read more... )

I have just made most of my journal friends only. If you see that there is nothing but crap, pointless memes and sentimental posts with nothing incriminating in them, Well then, you're not in the club.

The interesting stuff from the past 3 years is locked out from the public as of today.

Some of my friends requested that I post this ( Read more... )

1. Your rock star name (first pet, current car): Twinkle Toes Honda

2. Your gangsta name (fave ice cream flavor, favorite type of shoe): Cinnamon Mary Jane

3. Your Native American name (favorite color, favorite animal): Electric Blue Spider

4. Your soap opera name (middle name, city where you were born): Dawn Augusta

5. Your Star Wars name ( ( Read more... )

"I want to explore the textures of your imagination ( Read more... )

On my way to work this morning I mumbled in my head "Give me a sign about what today holds". Have you ever done that? Looked for clues to answer questions or turned on the radio for a song that will help you out in some way? Well, a moment later I rounded the corner of the ramp leading onto 14th street and there stood A Santa Claus on his cell ( Read more... )

Well, The only reason for my stress lately is money. Child support hasn't come through and I haven't been grocery shopping in 2 months. I am falling behind on many things and it's time to pull myself out. So, I have been looking for ways to fix my predicament. Admittedly, I should have gotten a new job some time ago, but you live and learn. I am ( Read more... )

Today I put the Christmas tree together. As I am wrapping garland around the tree, the sounds of C3P0 singing Christmas songs, specifically "We must give a cookie to the Wookie" softly fill the air through my speakers. I hung my head in shame and came to the inevitable conclusion that I am an official geek now.

( My inner geek wants this )

( More pictures of me! You want to touch it. )