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Days of Languor: Whisper your gender and hope for the best
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Tuesday, October 25, 2011. Whisper your gender and hope for the best. I completed my time at MEPS and I'm happy to report I am now in the Delayed Entry Program (DEP) of the military, Air Force branch. So, please, dear God, please just give me a break and let me get an Intelligence job in the Air Force. Even if I end up hating it, I would appreciate it. I just didn't like him and thought there was no point mentioning him in my journal because what we had wasn't real and never would be. Was I wrong? Rather...
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Days of Languor: October 2011
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Tuesday, October 25, 2011. Whisper your gender and hope for the best. I completed my time at MEPS and I'm happy to report I am now in the Delayed Entry Program (DEP) of the military, Air Force branch. So, please, dear God, please just give me a break and let me get an Intelligence job in the Air Force. Even if I end up hating it, I would appreciate it. I just didn't like him and thought there was no point mentioning him in my journal because what we had wasn't real and never would be. Was I wrong? Rather...
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Days of Languor: December 2009
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Wednesday, December 30, 2009. Why I Hate My Life. My sister went out with Daniel and got drunk, and when they came home, she decided to scream and rage and be drunk and break shit. Daniel got pissed, told her to MTFO (with reason), locked himself in the den. Katie sobs, cries, yells, screams, begs, pleads, etc., then goes "OH SHIT" and runs into my room demanding I give her my cell phone. I have to work 9-5 tomorrow. WTF. I don't fucking know. Saturday, December 26, 2009. Work Hard, Play Never. I got sic...
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Days of Languor: Easter Encompasses Evil
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Tuesday, March 30, 2010. Work work work, understaffed, work work work. I get a new desktop. Though it won't arrive until May, unfortunately :(. I'm getting a 23" HD monitor. I havea 23" TV and while it's a small TV it seems like a rather enormous monitor. I can't wait though, building a UI in WoW for it, and playing all sorts of games is going to be freaking sweet! Just need to. sleep until May :D. Anyway, good to see you’re happy – and a nice title, by the way. :). March 30, 2010 at 6:35 AM.
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Days of Languor: DSL
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Wednesday, August 24, 2011. I know what you're thinking. Where the hell has this girl been for the last year. Oh, she's been around. She's been ALL around. She has nothing positive to say right now, though. As fun as it would be to post slander on the Internet she has made this mistake in the past and doesn't wish to repeat it. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Naked If I Want To. Now Without Censor Dots. One of My Loves. Found Diary - Final Entry (3/25/95). I have dedicated my life to finding my muse.
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Days of Languor: August 2009
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Monday, August 31, 2009. When my monthly cycle starts making itself known, I take on some very out-of-character habits. So besides my pelvic area throbbing and my tits being overly sensitive to the point where I will wake up in pain and probably shed a tear or two should I roll over onto my stomach while sleeping and shift my breasts in such a way that they become smashed against me, my natural cravings for good hygiene plummets. I don't want to do anything. I break out everywhere. They live like kings.
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Days of Languor: Hair's a Mess just like my Brain
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Saturday, April 3, 2010. Hair's a Mess just like my Brain. This lady walks into the store where I work wearing a tshirt with a big picture of the Lord Jesus Christ. I didn't really know what to say to her so I just blurted the first thing to come to mind. "You know, Jesus wasn't white." She looked at me as if I was stupid and started to ask me what church I went to. I don't go to church. . Well you know, he was born in the Middle East so he wasn't white.". Who are your parents? You go to church? No, no, ...
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Days of Languor: I bursted into a myriad of happy and sad feelings
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Sunday, October 16, 2011. I bursted into a myriad of happy and sad feelings. Needlessly said I am free. I don't know what to write but I want to keep writing. I think it's helped me not be as angry as I used to be. It helped fill in the empty voids in my soul. People still drive me nuts. I still wish there were more tigers on earth. I can't believe how much of a brat I am, because I am nothing special. But, it's hard to stand on your own two feet when you've been pampered so long. Naked If I Want To.
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Days of Languor: I'll never change
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Tuesday, April 6, 2010. I don't care how hard you hit me or how many times you knock me down, you can't break me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Naked If I Want To. Now Without Censor Dots. One of My Loves. Found Diary - Final Entry (3/25/95). Hairs a Mess just like my Brain. I have dedicated my life to finding my muse. View my complete profile.
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Days of Languor: July 2009
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Thursday, July 30, 2009. I need to go on a job hunt. I reaally don't want to, but I need money. Right now I'm living out of a laundry basket, which annoys and demotivates me. I think when I get my room set up and my own space I'll be more productive. Will keep telling myself this. I am in a pretty pathetic state at the moment. I also owe my sister string cheese. Tuesday, July 28, 2009. My mom, however, neglected to tell me any. My mom made one mistake (or maybe it wasn't? Mentioned it before, I just knew...