by myself. I don't mind it for the most part, just sometimes I do wish that I wasn't always alone.
by myself. I don't mind it for the most part, just sometimes I do wish that I wasn't always alone.
If you had to live one day of your life over and over again, which would you choose?
I believe it was a wednesday (but possibly a tuesday) during the week of feb 19-22 of last year. just that night. :)
i was going to write about all sorts of stuff....work, reading, more work, sleeplessness, the army...Funny thing is, now that I'm here-it occurs to me that I have nothing of particular interest to impart. Plainly stated: I have nothing to say.
FIN
Have you been fooling about with Hubert Cumberdale again?
Well, after opening an eTrade account, I thought that I'd take the Wall Street Survivor for a spin. Just to see how I'd fare with my little knowledge of the market, I'd rather flub it there than in my actual account. My player ranking is 3509. Damn, three-thousand, five hundred and eight to go....
On another note, today's moment of zen- I was thinking earlier, that if I were to shoot myself in the face, I don't think anyone would really notice..
the air outside has been rather chilly lately. I have such a strong aversion to the cold, it's odd that I would reach up each night to open the window-letting the bitter sting of that air pour into the room, onto my bed, into my lungs. For some reason, I find it...comforting. The cold smells nice, I think. Other than that, I am bland. Nothing too terribly exciting. There seems to be a dull droning hum that has super-ceded all other sounds in my brain. It's like an inverse narcoleptic fit whilst sleeping...I'm starved for companionship, and I don't mean romantically. I mean it in all ways that I could mean it. Are there no like-minded individuals in the world? Like MY mind, that is...oh how dreadfully arrogant and egotistical. I just lost total interest in continuing that train of thought-goodnight world-you stay classy, Sacramento.
Cheers.
Lost....so very very lost.
Mike just left a little bit ago-after going on a tyrant throughout the house. This included a quick spell of screaming at Laura. Well, Mike left his computer logged into to his fav game as of late-Unreal Tournament. Laura is now at the helm, shooting anything that moves. Great for Mike, one might think, but; one would be mistaken. You see, Laura's been shooting everybody on the red team, which, as luck would have it, is the team that Mike belongs to. So while everybody thinks Mike is playing, it is really LAURA, and she's making quite a name for herself, I mean himself...oh you get the drift.
Poor Mike...next time he logs in, he won't know what hit him...that'll teach him to call Laura a stupid cunt.
Do you have a green thumb?
Do video games count?
Which foods do you eat a lot of? Too much of?
Submitted by Allishandra.
Cheese.

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