Hi-ya, motherfucker

I find myself becoming increasingly tired of people who do nothing but complain. While I can and do enjoy a good bitching session occasionally, both my own and others, it becomes a worn out litany very easily. These same kind of people then wonder why they can't make or keep friends or lovers--and of course, blame it on something other than their ( Read more... )

Ready, Dovey? You'll find this interesting ( Read more... )

Life is good but I still want to punch people.

p.s. Funk is you, funk is me, funk is us, funk is free

I am tired.

I have decided to disable anonymous posting.

If you feel it necessary to your well-being to point out my amazing rotundness (not to be confused with amazingrotundo), then take the time to log in. You'll be glad you did! Now you don't have to instant message your buddies and tell them about how you said this and ZING! OH SNAP! Now, everyone will ( Read more... )

I am stronger than I thought ( Read more... )

John rented God of Cookery without any inkling how much I would give (it up) to see it, so ADIOS SUCKAS, I'M OFF TO WATCH YAY MOVIES AND MAKE OUT.

Tee hee, was that TOO MUCH INFORMATION again? My pseudoapologies to the prudish.

His name is John ( Read more... )

That's right, suckas ( Read more... )

It's been just over six months since E and I broke up. It seems much shorter than that. On the other hand, I've been living in California for just over four months, and it seems much longer than that. I fit in after all; it feels like home now ( Read more... )