but seriously. i can't believe i rememberd my log in. it's been 3 god damn years. in a week i turn god damn twenty fucking four. crazy shit. I'm on anti depressants. i go to counsiling for depression and anxiety. mostly anxiety. i lost 40 pounds since january of 2007. i look fucking hot. i love me. but seriulsy. i have to join my crew.

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m drunk. i can't b eliveve i rememberec mu long in. hod y fucukin shit. wow.

liverjouranl.

what the fuck?

Given that I haven't read or updated LJ for over a month and haven't spent a great deal of time on the internet in the past month, I'm going to retire the Weez and hopefully soon cancel AOL because it's a piece of shit ( Read more... )

The sharp, extremely paiful feeling I get occasionally in both my ears, it's not an ear infection. I have fluid in my ears. As well as my nose. Fluid in my ears could be causing my headaches, but if it's not, I'm back to being on migrane medicine again ( Read more... )

I love reading the past dreams I've had that I post in my journal.

I'm really looking foward to playing pool tomorrow night. It's a given that I'll lose, but it's still fun. I really don't want to sub for a bowling team Wednesday night. I'm not good at bowling and I don't enjoy it as much as I thought I would when I voluenteered to be a sub. Maybe because everyone is so good, and so competitive and I'm just in ( Read more... )

( i'm in a bad mood )

I never thought I'd feel this way about an election, but I felt like my vote really counted. Kerry won Illinois electorial votes, and that was all I could do, and I'm happy with that. Even though I've already read posts to stop political bitching...too bad! This is my first election bitch. One good thing about next election....Bush won't win

Friday I met the guy who Gemma wanted to introduce me to. It didn't happen like they were expecting because it was busier than they had planned (both were working Friday night). So our conversation didn't go much outside of "hi, my name is.....how are you...." He wasn't my waiter. Due to the business I personally wansn't able to talk to him ( Read more... )

Operation "Ask Guy Out" was a blushing, shy, moderately embarrassing, half-way success. I feel sort of silly that I waited all weekend for him to call when he said he would, and never did. Hasn't mentioned anything to me about not calling either. Boys. Are. Jerks. I'm not giving my phone number out ever again. Unless it's asked for, because ( Read more... )