December 2009
82 posts
i’m so hungry…one of these days i’m going to remember to eat before work…
it is a strangely painful dillemma to desperately desire comfort, all while being incapable of seeking it…
dont want to b here right now.im majorly depressed,&spending the day alone pretending to care about coffee isnt going2keep my mind off it…
first point: i should probably stop staying out until 7 am hanging out with the coolest guys in the world. but why wouldn’t i hang w/them?
second point: i can’t believe nick’s actually moved away now. i’m truly ridiculously sad right now.
it’s obnoxious to text your roommate/best friend to see where she is, and then to hear her txt ring go off in her room. where she isn’t…
“RAFFLEOFFALOTTAMONEY!!”
one day.one season.
stop. fucking. snowing.
be kind to me. or treat me mean.i’ll make the most of it i’m an extraordinary machine.
its always fun to have a conversation about how stunningly good looking you are…
these FUCKING biiiiirrrrrrrrddddsssss.
“Hallelujah! Holy Shit…where’s the Tylenol?!”
three seasons of tvd on dv before 8 am…
one bag of crap i don’t like. and i think there’s an airport lounge missing a midget comedian…
awake 36 hours and counting.
http://twitpic.com/uugsz - christmas present from work!
i’m flagging. time for the triple shot americano.
the last 24 hours have been deliciously random.
also,boys should wear a warning label:may keep you awake talking thru the night(more than 24 hrs),cause dry mouth and increased heartrate…
RT @jakeawesome: whenever catherine would fire up the microwave, i’d piss my pants and forget who i was for half an hour
and when i say “it’s kind of hard to explain” i end that sentence silently with “unless you have basic reasoning skills…which you don’t”
“lets play this game called—” “letscatchmythumbonfire” “—i wouldn’t piss to put you out”
I’m a statistical Improbability.
“my rack *does* look fairly spectacular in this top. i’m just sayin’…”
some captain crunch would be really good right now…
i was not her friend.i did not know her personally.its not any more sad than any other 32 yr old dying.dont text me about it.i dont care.
“theres a big…machine in the sky…some kind of electric snake…coming straight at us” “shoot it” “not yet.i want to study its habits.”
fuck you snow. i just saw my life flash before my eyes. terribly boring stuff.
how does this kid not know who kurt cobain is?! i don’t even know how to talk to him now…
i don’t mind snow in december as long as it doesn’t impede my driving anywhere or make driving really difficult.
chocolate.lava.crunch.cake.
he said “I think you were meant to be born with a penis”
I think it was a compliment. still not sure if that’s what you want the love of your life to say to or about you.
any thoughts?
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no rest for the wicked.
waterfall in the hotel anyone??
wondering why i have “swing low sweet chariot” in my head…???
anthony. i don’t want to talk to you about my love life. or rather my antithesis of love life.
deck the harrs with boughs of horry Fa-ra-ra-ra-ra Ra-ra-ra-ra. tis the season to be jorry Fa-ra-ra-ra-ra Ra-ra-ra-ra…
oh. my. fuck. wow. my life is officially a cosmic joke…
“don’t take any guff from these fucking pigs”
i just want to sleep in my own bed. but my window makes this obnoxious noise that makes it impossible to sleep.
Dexter makes me very unhappy right now.
my mother just sent me a text message in a picture message. yeah. she’s realll technologically savvy…
sooooooooo borrrrrred. i hate checking on the mens bathrooms cause i walk in on men peeing and they think i’m some kind of pervert…
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aaaand this is why i’m still single…
death is a crutch for me and mine
“good afternoon” “how can i assist you?” “my pleasure” this place is bollocks.
chocolate milk makes my tummy too full