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Wednesday, March 31, 2004. Talking heads and the little fool-fro". K So we thought it would be a fun thing to do, you know, throwing a party for about 120-130 ppl who speak only russian or poor english (our employees. Um, apparently checking the "Yes, I would love to come" box doesnt mean you actually show up. Meaning we were about , oh, 80 ppl short? Lets re-cap, it wasnt that bad, but I wouldnt want to do it again, and it was probably the most bizarre evening this year, so far. Monday, March 29, 2004.
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Tuesday, September 30, 2003. The water is boiling! Well, hey, how you doin? I just got back from the other office (meaning the lifetreathening, dusty office to-be). There I did practically nothing except getting all the frikkin dust on me. Its cool though. So therefor, I have nothing to be pissed at (GASP! Im terribly jealous of Kara, cause shes back from London and is all cute and be-travelled. And since Im reading "I, Lucifer", I feel that jealousy is a sin I can spare. Blows your mind, doesnt it?
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Friday, January 30, 2004. Sweets for the sourpussys and I seek Help". Bwahaha, some russian just gave me a lot of suspicious looking candy. Do I dare to eat it? And also, I need help (no, I will not admit myself or quit smoking). How do I fix the skin to my ICQ and Winamp? Need comments, please. Cheers. Does he even exist? Hello, long time no see. Reason for this, you ask? And what is of value? Show some respect. Or how odd things seems now. Cause they do. Everything I do is either going thro...I had som...
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Monday, May 31, 2004. The dance of the Fruitloop". Hello, compadres. So, I had a weird day. As usual. The climax of it beeing me calling my parents, just to tell them I love them. Yeah, THAT weird. I dont know.I feel so outside it all. Like Im living on borrowed time, the boy was supportive, but Im an ass, so.I didnt appreciate it. Or I do now, but it was kinda hard at that moment, what, with all the selfpity and all. Kidding. Am I going to? Evolve superpowers and feel a lot better, thats what. For every...
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Sunday, October 26, 2003. Ok Lets start this with the usual matter (just to get you going and making sure we're on the same wavelenght). Fukk you. Fukk you all. There Ive cleansed. Ofcourse Im talking about "people" (you know, those pestering things moving about as soon as you step outside). And not just the people on the subway who smell funny, or the loud woman next to you on the café. No, people you actually have to deal with. Co-workers. Im SO not up for going to work tomorrow. So what do I need?
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Thursday, December 22, 2005. You know the drill". Im leaving town for a couple of days, yada yada, itll suck, the island will be windy, Ill be bitching about it when I get home, ho hum, its the same every year, really. But, to the people who keep reading this (and lord knows my ego does benifit from comments, ahem), most of them irl-friends (you know I adore you, you rock), or whoever happens to pass by:. Merry, Merry Christmas, darlings. Tuesday, December 20, 2005. Thursday, December 15, 2005. Huh, I sa...
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Thursday, July 29, 2004. Ive been reading up on Night Terrors and Sleep Paralyzis. Fascinating. Pretty sure the Boy suffers from it, I know it happened to me once or twice (as to all people). Seems like much folklore and myth is a result of it, but then again, I like my ghosts and goblins, and even though I dont *really* believe, I like having some things shady, faded and unexplained. So call me idiot. Im a girl. I do menstruate. I hate it, it sucks, but Ive had it for ten years. Subway, we're just about...
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Wednesday, November 30, 2005. Days later, and we can all agree on what happened. Or, of course we cant, that would mean. Know for sure, and I sure dont. Right What we're going to do here is say "Wednesdays! Out loud. Say it with me. Wednesday is liberation, from now on. I was close to putting this thing here to sleep for ever and ever. Internet is huge, yes, but Im not all comfortable with taking up space. We, dear fellow bloggers, have the luxery of choice. If we feel drained and have nothing to say...
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Tuesday, January 31, 2006. Oh, hush. There is no need for false promises about updates. Or, for that matter, polite bitching about it. Im good. Im exhausted. Im taking new turns, writingwise. At this moment, I am:. Semi-watching tv cause I semi-enjoy the guilt. Perfectly hungry, thank you. Listening to death cab for cutie. Willing to abandon private grammar usage for good. I knew it would be different. I knew it would be hard. Coffee is me a-calling. Thursday, January 12, 2006. Im not happy here, not eve...
