Wednesday, January 30, 2002

did you miss me?
tell me, tell me, tell me! more »

Saturday, January 26, 2002

Isn't it terribly disconcerting when what you want to say is what you can't say or don't feel it's your right to bring up? I've been feeling this sensation that I must censor myself further going on the fact that someone might read into it or think I'm terribly childish for thinking it or I'll get shot down. this doesn't have to do with anything said in the past day or two, so don't get your panties all up in a bunch...woo to underpants! [ya know I had to say it ;)] more »

Wednesday, January 23, 2002

Humming tunes, staying up till 7am with headphones on, almost falling asleep as the sun rises. music seems to block out all else that is wrong with me or that I think is wrong. I wasn't even that mad that my late nights/mornings have completely screwed up my soap opera watching time. I seem to be more adjusted. more »

Monday, January 21, 2002

Late last night after finishing my book, I became quite introspective. ever get times where thoughts just come to you? I mean, just tons and tons of random thoughts that must be written down whether the value of knowing them matters or not. it at least makes me feel like I'm doing something; the brain churning along like a slow modem that you must dial into.. more »

Saturday, January 19, 2002

Somehow I should've seen it coming when it refused to reboot correctly; evil black boxes would appear at times and disappear, sometimes it would freeze, sometimes a new program would be eaten. first word! paaad, then Microsoft Works annnnd theeeen IE (the backup). I was told to install windows XP or anything else, but nothing was done cause I'm a procrastinator and mom refused to pay for it. then it refused to reboot after fifty tries on Thursday. this seemed disconcerting. more »

Wednesday, January 16, 2002

My face is unacceptable is blemished beyond belief (might as well say I have a rash!) and has been for at least a week. I thought it would go away, but just when I think it's getting better, it gets irritated again!! just a bloody mess! I bioré-ed it like a mad woman - at least it's not as oily when I do that. this is seeming icky. I think I'll just hide under a rock (not that I'm not already). more »

Monday, January 14, 2002

I'm going to see if I can say everything promptly - as in, not a mile long elaborate explanation of things. I just decided to do this two seconds ago cause I'm lazy and just ate a hell of alot of chocolate. shutup. more »

Saturday, January 12, 2002

Hmm, lately I've had a ton of ideas for short story openers. it never gets past the second tangent before I've scrapped it - I haven't even attempted to write any of the thoughts down. I guess I just don't hold much promise for them since I figure they're already in some book somewhere that I haven't read yet or they're waaay too trivial to be in one in the first place. more »

Thursday, January 10, 2002

My right hand is sooo tainted. hanger scrapes near thumb; top; palm down, red cut on thumb (from karate chopping ice that was jammed in the ice box - I didn't want to kill the motor), chunk taken out and scabbed over on the ring finger near the mid-area (have no idea how it appeared). basically it looks like it has been in a war and lost. more »

Monday, January 7, 2002

This'll be short* since I wrote this in an icq message to someone earlier and I never make such horribly written sentence structure (at least I don't think so - then again that was pretty badly worded itself - I'm just confusing mahself): "sorry I didn't see you come online? I was reading something online" okay, the thing that bothers me is that I put a question mark where there shouldn't be one and I repeated a word twice. I must be brain dead. more »

Sunday, January 6, 2002

Ya know, sometimes I wonder if it's best to be left alone; never being noticed - in the background - than having had the attention at some point since when it disappears you know what you're missing. more »

Wednesday, January 2, 2002

Don't ya just hate when the roof practically falls on top of you? you just don't see it coming? well, okay, that's a lie. the roof was in the distance and I could see it and was aware it was over there all mischievously smiling at me all purty-like, but I did not think it was going to hit me. more »

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