February 2008
19 posts
life. love. happyness. and misery.
one of my life goals is to get an oscar. my life is awkward. and hilarious. and i am now cat sitting for my boss. thusly, we think its appropriate for me to put a picture of ali and i in his apartment. love is not something i think i want. as awkward as that sounds. at least not smothering love. and im trying to fight a major crush i have on someone. im doing everything in my power to dispute...
January 2008
34 posts
insomnia....
now its 2:30 am…and I can’t sleep…this blows…
exhaustion.
i am so exhausted. no human being should ever bowl 5 games in a row. only two people playing. for some reason i feel like i never get any sleep. i dont know how to change it. i think that there is something really wrong with me. and its scary. and depressing. but i wont know unitl the 4th of february once i go to the doctors for my results. which is why i hate going to the doctors. i just asked...
“Grief causes you to leave yourself. You step outside your narrow little pelt....”
– Ruth Rae, from the Philip K. Dick novel Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said Found this while reading through some new-to-me blogs. Identified with it.
i 'broke' up with him...
and he gave me tiffany’s… this truly is disaster…
dairy.
makes me gassy. probably because im lactose intolerant. haha. but its delicious. oh what a catch 22 my life is.
ffffound.com.
seriously. some body. any body. get me an invite.
reblogging 101.
when i reblog a post, its because i want to remember it, or come back to it later. that is all. thank you.
i wrote this today. i shall record it better. this...
At Fireside Coffee Lounge listening to worship music and sitting on a log stump chair working on some websites. — joshuatuscan this sounds incredible.
“Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and...”
– Dr. Suess
“Most hide behind a smile because they are afraid of facing the world’s...”
– Eric G. Wilson - In Praise of Melancholy
thingamabobs? ive got 20.
i saw the little mermaid on broadway last night. incredible. set design, to costuming. it was all really good. a plus. id love to be on a broadway show one day. the actors/actresses wore heelys. and thats how they appeared to float around stage. i also met brook sheilds. she was there with her kid and husband. they were adorable. i also think i should note to the world, that my roommate megan, is...
laughter.
can add up to 8 years to your life. so for those of you who think i laugh too much, when i live longer than you do, then we’ll see whos laughing. no. but seriously. laughing is the best. i think everyone needs to laugh more. also. eli manning is pretty hott. maybe adorable too. haha. theres nothing better than a good laugh.
old friends.
i dont like the way old friendships turn awkward. and how sometimes conversation is strained. i hate that. alot.
bronchitis.
is what i have. i have a dinosaur disease. rock……..
“What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with...”
– john cusack. high fidelity.
I AM MIGHTY! →
hahahahaha. my friend minardos sent this to me…..
Bomberos
In Perú from Huánuco to Tingo Maria, where the road from the Pacific coast across the Andes finds its way towards the Amazon lowlands. This is near the top of the last mountain pass. From there, soapbox rider can enjoy a vertical 1000 meters of gravity assisted ride. As these kids help stranded truck drivers along the road, they’re called bomberos (firemen). They transport drinks, food...
illness.
seriously. i hate being sick. i never ever ever take sick days when im really sick. because i dont get sick. now that im home, sick, from work this is really frustrating to me. i dont know what to do. its not even a cool sick day. like ferris buellers day off. thats how all my sick days normally are. this is a lame lame lame sick day. i will love you forever if you bring me dunkin donuts hot...
he just kept talking in one long incredibly unbroken sentence moving from topic to topic so that no one had a chance to interrupt it was really quite hypnotic. incredibly unbroken sentence moving from topic to topic moving from topic to topic quite hypnotic. — awad
one week.
of this blasted illness. oh how i wish i could rid myself of it. ive never felt so sick in my entire life. my chest even hurts when i breathe. heart attack style. and i cough when i breathe. this is disgusting. i dont know how to rest. and i hate it.
make-outz.
my life is a disaster.
flowers.
for the first time in my life I got flowers from a guy not in my family. ::sigh::
15 degrees.
and I feel like crap. Accupuncture tonight…
2008.
2008 will bring alot of changes. many of which i am looking forward to. they will be hard. but they will be worth it. after all, if there is no pain, then there is no gain, right? this is my formal request for all of you to bear with me whilst these changes are being enacted. this is also my formal apology to you all if i decide you are no longer necessary in my life. i thank you for the times we...