and the infinite sadness
Jul. 18th, 2004 09:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I will not go to sleep with a bad attitude. I just refuse to do so. Because if I do, I'll wake up in a funk and that'll just lead to a truly hellish night. I'm sooooo not looking forward to working tonight because I'll be the weasel's lackey. The weasel could be worse, mind you, but he seems completely divorced from the reality of whatever we've been told to do. :p
I kind of wish Rose & I hadn't burned through the ad tags so fast. He'll always expect that to happen now.
-_-
*sighs and feels awfully sad for no real identifiable reason* Not enough sugar in my diet? Doubtful considering the way I knock back the soda. Although since Ryan began shacking up here I haven't had half as many Pepsis as I normally do. Nor have I been eating as much and yet my pants are too tight. o_O Stupid period.
Stupid C-ass asking personal questions as she arrived to whisk Ryan away to the apartment of things I'd really rather not think about Ryan doing. [um, minds out of the gutter, please. If he were that stupid, I'd castrate him with his own knife. I promise you that.] But maybe if I liked to smoke, drink, and get high on an hourly basis like the roommates, I'd feel differently about him going to visit the fanclub. :p But I don't. I've seen too many people do stupid shit when high, had to keep someone from sharp objects while they were drunk, and watched too many people die from smoking related cancer to really find any of the above all that fun. I'm an upper, man. An upper!
Woe.
But BPW has begun the application process @ HC and I'm loving it. :D I'm hoping that things will go really well and that there will be a perfect lightning bolt for each character and that I'll get to see lots of Sally 'round in sigs. ;) Because ... yummy! Yes. Yummy. And now because I'm a whore, I share the bannery goodness:

You know you love it. Stop denying it.
What've I been up to? Um. Hrmm. Enjoying the hell out of Heidi's leaded snow card [yush, your mail is about to be sent. stupid stamps being so small are lost. If I can find the magic bucket though...], trying to juggle a boyfriend, a job, the computery goodness, and other things, all while trying desperately to get some freakin' sleep. The boyfriend thing is the weirdest part. I'm not the sort of girl to prance around the room saying, "I have a boyfriend" but he's telling everyone he sees that he is. o_O Which, I guess isn't bad. It's just... weird. Things with us in the past have always gone to hell shortly after making anything semi official. Wow with the vague, I know. It's just... weird. I've known him for *thinks* about seven years [holy... christ.] I think, and... sorry. I just blew my mind [sniffle for the amber board. sniffle!] with that fact. And after two we tried dating and that just went all to hell after awhile because, to be frank, we're both crazy. And that went into overdrive in late winter about a year later, if it took that long. I don't really enjoy the fact that I can't remember much about four months of my semi-recent life, but I don't. It's a sucking void there. *shrug* And the things I do remember? I'd rather not. Odd.
Well. I need sleep.
with you I might start to feel... with you, I will get there. with you, i will live for real
I kind of wish Rose & I hadn't burned through the ad tags so fast. He'll always expect that to happen now.
-_-
*sighs and feels awfully sad for no real identifiable reason* Not enough sugar in my diet? Doubtful considering the way I knock back the soda. Although since Ryan began shacking up here I haven't had half as many Pepsis as I normally do. Nor have I been eating as much and yet my pants are too tight. o_O Stupid period.
Stupid C-ass asking personal questions as she arrived to whisk Ryan away to the apartment of things I'd really rather not think about Ryan doing. [um, minds out of the gutter, please. If he were that stupid, I'd castrate him with his own knife. I promise you that.] But maybe if I liked to smoke, drink, and get high on an hourly basis like the roommates, I'd feel differently about him going to visit the fanclub. :p But I don't. I've seen too many people do stupid shit when high, had to keep someone from sharp objects while they were drunk, and watched too many people die from smoking related cancer to really find any of the above all that fun. I'm an upper, man. An upper!
Woe.
But BPW has begun the application process @ HC and I'm loving it. :D I'm hoping that things will go really well and that there will be a perfect lightning bolt for each character and that I'll get to see lots of Sally 'round in sigs. ;) Because ... yummy! Yes. Yummy. And now because I'm a whore, I share the bannery goodness:

You know you love it. Stop denying it.
What've I been up to? Um. Hrmm. Enjoying the hell out of Heidi's leaded snow card [yush, your mail is about to be sent. stupid stamps being so small are lost. If I can find the magic bucket though...], trying to juggle a boyfriend, a job, the computery goodness, and other things, all while trying desperately to get some freakin' sleep. The boyfriend thing is the weirdest part. I'm not the sort of girl to prance around the room saying, "I have a boyfriend" but he's telling everyone he sees that he is. o_O Which, I guess isn't bad. It's just... weird. Things with us in the past have always gone to hell shortly after making anything semi official. Wow with the vague, I know. It's just... weird. I've known him for *thinks* about seven years [holy... christ.] I think, and... sorry. I just blew my mind [sniffle for the amber board. sniffle!] with that fact. And after two we tried dating and that just went all to hell after awhile because, to be frank, we're both crazy. And that went into overdrive in late winter about a year later, if it took that long. I don't really enjoy the fact that I can't remember much about four months of my semi-recent life, but I don't. It's a sucking void there. *shrug* And the things I do remember? I'd rather not. Odd.
Well. I need sleep.
with you I might start to feel... with you, I will get there. with you, i will live for real
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Date: 2004-07-18 07:47 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-07-18 02:15 pm (UTC)j/k
Good luck getting sleep and pepsi!! ({) And I hope you survive through this week soon =)