OMG THAT WAS THE WORST MOVIE EVER IT WAS EVEN WORSE THAN THE SCORPION KING AND HALF THE PEOPLE IN THE AUDIENCE HAD NO IDEA WHY ME AND STEPH AND THE OLD MAN WERE LAUGHING AND LAUGHING AND LAUGHING OMG THAT WAS FUCKING HORRIBLE FULL STOP OMG HAHA HAAHHA A AHAHAHA IM SO GLAD WE […]
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Woke up this morning and went into the kitchen to kick off the Saturday morning pancakes. To my surprise, I found my birthday present from the roomies on the kitchen table: $30 Chipotle gift certificate!!!!! OH MY CHIPOTLE MONEY!!!! OH YES. Now I’m heading out to the wilds of Middletown to go shooting with the
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Had a dream last night that I got a check in the mail for $32,000. Made me want to stay in bed a little longer so I could soak up the good from that alternate world. Until then, I’m out of fun money for the month. Dinner last night was sausages and cabbage. It’s a
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Some nights you need to be useful and read and write and be all self-empowering and stuff. And some nights you just need to spend a couple hours plyaingUT2K4 blowing the shit out of stuff. That was deeply satisfying.
Me: Am I really that scary? Not-Boyfriend: Have you ever seen yourself shoot a gun?
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Wow, I hate budgets. I hate not getting what I want. I hate living like a lower middle class person instead of an upper middle class person. I hate having to think about money. Grocery shopping is like fucking pulling teeth. I have to say no all the time, me, who’s been getting by in
1) Make pancakes2) Finish reviewing tDW series synopses3) Update full series character database from tDW appendix completed yesterday4) Pay Verizon bill5) Write 1000 words of Black Desert6) Go grocery shopping (stay within $90 budget) Things I have already blown off today: 1) Eye appointment. I really need to stay in-network. Money issue. Will reschedule at
Can’t sleep, too much in my head. When does this bullshit go away? I have a million things to do tomorrow, and I need to fucking get over this. I wish a million things. When I wasn’t ready, I had to end relationships because they were ready. Now that I’m ready, they’re ending relationships because
I dreamed about Wiscon last night. All sorts of fuzzy things, too many people, tricky social situations, obsessive concern about my own presentation, doubt, worry, panels, people. It’s not that I’m overstimulated these days. I just have too much time to think. Too many changes all at once, the last couple of years.