yesterday:

ruined: liar liar pants on fire! bad people and their bad ways.
ruined: got stupid sick at work
made: got to leave early
made: shopping for eurofx

today:
made: beauooooootiful day
made: brand new amex card to break in
made: sidewalk sales
made: goin to voyages campus
ruined: no jess to indulge the shopping with :(

shed tandoori. no fucking joke. best indian ever.

guido & angelina's supposed to be relatively good, if not highly entertaining since its a multimedia resto

meng the summers almost over. boo.

id be more concerned about mom n dad busting me after they find the photos if i were you

forget pictures, just go and enjoy yourself since its your first.

medicating myself

cheers to that.

ruined: FUCKING U.P.S. FUCK YOU.
made: yelling at that twit from new york

made: the bag has arrived and i loooooooooooooove it
ruined: asshat printer from yesterday

fnord!

made: running around the jazz fest last night
made: injuries from hopping fences, climbing large sheds and plant life at the jazz fest last night
made: breaking 2 grand today in the eurofx fund

ruined: another long week ahead of me
ruined: papers to write
ruined: more work to do after i finish work. boo.

sleeeeeeep.

redesigning something that doesnt need to be redesigned. i really should revise my contractual agreement.

planning a trip

waiting fer vince

ambitious, passionate, independant, resilliant, free and strong.

made: getting REALLY shitfaced last night
made: long talk about future ambitions and europe expeditions with ryan
made: seeing the boi tonight
made: watching spirited away to cure my hangover
made: moneymoneymoney

i wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
but tonight i sleep on a bed of nails
whoa whoa

the telus pigs.

working on an anorexia brochure

i think, when you die, you see the ring.

and when no hope was left in sight
on that starry starry night
you took your life like lovers often do
but i should have told you vincent
this world was never meant for one
as beautiful as you

eggo waffles

blaine the mono.

god i have to read the dark tower again

made: PAYDAYPAYDAYPAYDAYPAYDAY
made: next year this time i will be sitting on the ruins of crete eating souvlaki
made: its finally friday
made: a bit more work coming in *crossess fingers*

nadine >> [ www.serials.ws ]

nah shed marry her backup dancer.

and thankee sai *bows*

does that mean i can touch your boobies?

innately artistic.

next?

this is to counter the 'faults' thread... you're only as bad as you make yourself. so counter all that negative shit with some good folks.

...

go!

vindictive when provoked. vengeful when harassed. i carry my grudges long and hard. and i like lording my intelligence over the idiots of the world, not because it makes me feel any better about myself, but because its just too fucking funny sometimes.

not the act of dying, but what comes after, or rather if there's nothing, or if your brain keeps working and you're conscious and they're either about to cremate you or put you into the ground. i fear losing my memories and special things that have made this life of mine unique. i fear not being able to pass on my knowledge.

i am also deathly afraid of large flying insects

5.00 and a lapdance

im a bitch.

now fuck off.

made: paycheck
made: government money
made: second paycheck
made: thirteen bucks fer doing squat. yay ing!
ruined: where is my bag??
ruined: where are my pants??

ruined: had to mash the conceptual
made: well at least its done.
dunno: i wish it was saturday already

why would ups show up and not leave a claim ticket? i want my damned backpack already.

pickle had his shift switched, no love until saturday and its so far :(

sitting here sweating away my last hour at work

made: everything this weekend
ruined: my skin is on fiiiiiire

everything i let slip through my fingers without crushing it first. it mutates and grows on the ground.