wellownedbkup: (existential)
WW didn't happen friday. had every intention of going, then dad had other plans with the car. finally was able to go... half an hour late. :( so tried to put it off til saturday morning. yeaah. the trouble with that was my dad? had other plans for the car. crap. have put it off one more week in hopes that i'll get myself back on my meds proper and into an exercise routine (have the time, need to have the motivation) before i worry about that.

have also signed up for 2 big!bangs this year. CRAP. i don't know why i think that i can write a minimum of 35K by March. ish. or something like that. when's the rough drafts due? if i actually started writing now (which i haven't done yet) i could probably get somewhere. ugh.

i've got a skating party tonight that i could blow off... hmm.
wellownedbkup: (cold)
so it seems that winter has just not left yet. *is freezing* i keep shivering and can't stop.

also, i'm hungry and not having money sucks.

but i guess i should say, more importantly, that i'm procrastinating on papers. i should really be writing right now, but i can't bring myself to do so. it's something about how 13 pages sounds really really long in my head, even if that's the bare minimum between three papers. but still. ugh. i hate writing. i was really spoiled, what with my slacking off for X years in school. *headdesk*

but at least i know what i'm plannning to write... )

so. you know. at least i have a clue the direction i'm headed in.
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so maybe it's not awkward anymore, so much as it's... distant.

so maybe i kept his cell number in my phone and i text him. what better way to talk after the breakup-that-wasn't than use the same form of communication?

so i text him and tell him i miss him and that it's been ages since we talked. and that i worry for him. (if only cause i think he deleted his bebo profile)

and he texts back. says he's fine and working loads, hopes i'm ok and misses me too.

not awkward. just... distant. no longer easy.
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i had a long, drawn out post about how shitty today is/was. i don't feel like posting it anymore.

i accidentally deleted my response for the latest cues thing. because i don't really know if it would've fit (i didn't particularly have 2 separate scenes, so much as 5 glimpses and 1 hard look)... i don't know if i'm going to rewrite it or write something new. besides, it was depressive as heck.

everyone remember WLRS? new rock? yeah, not so much anymore. the walrus has become the home of pseudo new rock, but mostly cock rock. so i get my daily winchester driving dose, but it means i can't sing along to the stuff i know anymore either.
wellownedbkup: (thefragile love)
remind me that my level of friendliness??? comes off as flirting half the time with the guys i know.

i mean, seriously. why is it that i talk nicely to you, a guy who's on the rebound, and suddenly you're all like... cozying up and stuff?!?!? i've only met you once, darling. there's no way you should be that interested in what i've got to say. i did *not* just have a 2 hour conversation with you. oh no. i just... uh..

dammit. i treat all guys that way!

i mean, it's not like you asked me if i was in a relationship. or, you know, looking for someone.

jesus i'm stupid.
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swiped from angelchildr )
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go ahead and click. yeesh. cause it's not good. it looks like if this bill or whatever passes, then livejournal and any webhost will have 50 years of copyright on anything we post. including fanfic and original stories and personal entries and what have you.

this is bad.


Apr. 19th, 2006 01:24 pm
wellownedbkup: (attack kimono)
well. today is weird. among other things.

i've got the RP OF DOOM festering in Dani's soul. heh. and in my brain. i couldn't leave it alone, so i posted on it again. can't let it just sit there. (as for me getting on tonight, highly unlikely. there's a family discussion planned and then off to the gym. if i have a car...) i'd appreciate mary joining in at her leisure. but it'd be nice to get it over with.

then there's the fact that i haven't posted here in almost a week. apparently my life is dull.

i've got a thunder party to attend on saturday (dammit, my parents'll be there, so no hanging with catherine, though i may have to do some sneaky maneuvers on friday or sunday, depending on when she's here.). and a final test on monday for my diversity class... which takes everything as fair game. dammit. um... then it's work every day. yep. work work work. and a lunch date with mark. eventually.

i may end up on the tarc home today. my dad's working late. and my brother gets off at say... 10 tonight.


my water tastes like a grape blow pop. i hate grape.

i really have nothing to talk about save that i'm at work and i wish i wasn't. and i'll be on tarc this afternoon so i can get some rest. gah.
wellownedbkup: (wtf)
if i wanted to be fucked this morning, i would've called any of the guys i know that're willing. i didn't need this, though.

it's not that i don't love my sister. i do. occasionally.

no. it's not that at all.

it's that SHE PISSES ME OFF SO MUCH SOMETIMES I COULD KEEL HER. i know. i know. not productive. at all.

but she's pissed me off for real this morning.

she started a new job today. clerical. whatever. and she has to get there by 8:15 (they tell her). so she wakes me up at 7:45, claims she's driving cause she knows where the building is, and that's that. i grumble cause i'm not supposed to be up yet, dammit, and i'm cold and she needed to hurry the fuck up.

so i sit, in my jammies, in the cold car, for almost 20 minutes while she's inside wasting time. i swear to god... wasting time. we don't know how traffic is, we don't know if she really knows where the building is, and I KNOW SHE'S SUPPOSED TO BE THERE AT LEAST 5 MINUTES EARLY CAUSE IT'S HER FIRST DAY.

so. we leave the house late (no one knows what she was doing, but she walked around the house for 20 minutes)... then we drive around downtown because SHE FORGOT WHERE THE FUCKING BUILDING WAS. then, when i see the building (we've been circling it for half an hour), i tell her to get out. cause there's the fucking building. gah. so she parks at a tarc stop when the bus is right behind her and gets out in the middle of traffic.

WHAT THE HELL??? she's already late. on her first day. and she wants to get killed. and she's walking so slowly... like she can't move.

my sister. the fucking MORON. if i hadn't had to leave for work... i would have keeled her.

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