Currently Playing 200 Po Vstrechnoj By T.A.T.U. Ya Soshla S Uma see related

<< 4 and 20 black birds baked in a pie >>

I have to be at work at 7 am tomorrow. I probably wont even fall asleep until somewhere around 2 or 3.. then I have to be up at 530. Oh well. I've run on less sleep than that! I think I might take something to change in because they'll probably have me slinging freight around for 2 hours until the store opens then I'll have to be all Ms. Sunshine and Rainbows until 3. At least I can leave then. Damn inventory prep work.

<< Never wear sunscreen  >>

How come these people on those chatline commercials are always so happy looking? You know that shit isn't real. There are probably a ton of ugly gross people on there wacking off to the slightest thing you say that could be sexy. Like the 40 year old guy who never moves out of his mom's house because no one can stand ot be around him.

<< Welcome to the world my little virgin >>

There's this cute little thing at work who wanted to know more about modern day Witchcraft. I gave her the hookup but she's hiding it form her folks because they're these militant Christian people. Go figure. That seems to be a common denominator amongst Wiccans, Pagans, all-round non-Christian people today. They're brought up in staunchly religious homes.

<< Yawn >>

Absolutely nothing has happened today. I can't believe it's almost Wednesday. After that it's Thursday and Eric will be here. And after that.. we sign the lease. It's happy and scary at the same time. I'm soooo excited that we'll be spending time together.But at least with us both working the jobs that we do it wont be overload or anything. But it's really hard because it's a seriously serious comitment and I'm not exactly one to make those...

<< Stop Bush >>

I cannot understand myself
Where did you appear form?
The light is shutting down
I am flying somewhere
Without you there is no me
I don't want anything
It is the slow poison
It is making me crazy
But the say it is all my fault.

I've lost my mind
I've lost my mind
I need her
I need her
I have lost my mind
I need her.

-TATY-I've Lost My Mind-

Currently Playing Left & Leaving By Weakerthans Without Mythologies see related

<< Brought to U by the letter U >>

I may or may not have laryngitis. I'm too lazy to go to the doctor. I've barely been able to talk all day.. so.. if I do have laryngitis, it'll become worse. It doesn't matter anyway because I hate having to pretend like I give a rat's ass about these stupid people who come in to work and flaunt their money. I hate you all. You know what? Fuck you and fuck your money and fuck the fucking whore you fucked to get it.

<< Gay men make the best girlfriends >>

My boyfriend will be moving in soon. I'm terrified. I can love him or hate him and yet it's all the same to me. Either way he's still sleeping in my bed. Or his. Ours. I got a shudder when I said that word. Ours. See there it was again.

<< I want Chinese food >>

I need a new digicamera. The one I have is crap/ the only good this job is doing me is so I can pay my fucking bills and buy myslef some new electronics. Savings for a new computer, camera, and gamin systems. Why? Because I'm a nerd and I can.

<< Boycott idealism >>

You call. I can't call back. I write. You don't write back. We make no sense and to some small extent it bothers me and I wish it would stop.

<< La la la I can't hear you >>

A soft breeze with the slippery concrete black and full of muddy slush,
contrasting with the hoarfrost,
clean and hung on a tunnel of silent shivering trees
(the ones you said you'd like to be),
and the birds that screamed at the sun
now buried deep down below the ground,
beneath the snow, I press my shoulder to this wall between us.
I know you are behind me and I press my shoulder to this wall,
determined not to turn around.
I didn't see you standing,
still that statue that I molded in my mind to kiss,
so beautiful you'll never move again.
Someplace far away, at some sad table littered with chipped plates,
with bad light,
in 48 frames from a movie on the cutting room floor,
you said "True meaning would be dying with you",
and though I wanted to, I did not smile.
But now I will give up on this wall that I have fought with,
never uncover meaning behind our rich words.
If I could I would make you a raging river,
with angry rapids, supplied with rain,
so you could always meander
and forever be able to run away
without contending with myths wrongly interpreted, with pain.
A harsh wind.

-The Weakerthans-Without Mythologies-