Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

I drown myself in too much substance, too often.


ohmygoodness.

With time we become more graceful as well as inept.
Oh how it fucks with us.

Puppy.




Also, it is supposed to snow!

p.s.

mogwai in april!!
^.^

I could afford this:



Then my search for the perfect handbag would be complete!

I watch the office way too many times a day.
but I swear I would give almost anything to be Pam

reasons below:



the least I could do is be her for Halloween. If only I could find myself a Jim?
hmmm ;)

With fall comes an abundance of love and/or the love of life. Leaves change, people change, (clothes and attitudes!) and the air breathes somewhat uncannily. The smell of pumpkin, spices, and whatever the wind may carry makes any girl want to pick up her things and go on a shopping spree or just sit with her girlfriends, candles & coffee, laughing about the most minuscule ideas and imaginations. God how I have grown, for the better, but my love of this season and what follows is perpetual as well as unbearable.
I move into a new house next week and whomever would like to accompany me on this "seasonal joy ride" is more than welcome to stop by and we'll see where the magic takes us.

Boring, non fulfilling, needs motion, needs excitement, needs to get out of greensboro, needs to stop being consumed by work, needs to spend more time sleeping, poor, needs more music, needs more books, MUST have school (my mental capabilities are diminishing) needs less stress, needs XBOX liveeeee, new car, hair, toothbrush, couch, rug, etc. etc.!

Someone come over and help me solve these problems.

There is something about falling asleep in a man's grasp that is flawless.
Get it. Got it. On to say. If I could find an explanation for the reason I am overworked, overslept, but never overjoyed, then I would know why I made my bed the way I did this morning and why it takes me a bajillion trys to light a cigarette. Guess I will never know.
I have settled for worse.


another thought,
**Who remembers when Fredandy used to walk around in his skimpy tight g-strings?
Well I do.

Besides having a sore throat and a weak body(thanks for the cold ashley!), so far this summer has been pretty damn amazing. I love the "family" and our perpetual alcohol intake. Right now this feels pretty damn good, despite a few quarks and bothers. I hope the rest of these scorching months unwind for the best. When August comes this means a whole new feeling all over again, and I am hesitantly waiting. So until then I shall occupy my time with 6 packs, screwdrivers at 3 in the afternoon, and Jim's drunken rambling.



oh yeah, and I get to see some Benetar. mmmhmm.

Yeah so he definitely messed up this time. I really need to clear my head. I hope that next fall I will not have all the worries and problems that I have right now. Thinking about that excites one!
Well, off to Biology.

NC State or UNCG?
feedback please.

I must go to Africa!

I am tired of being sleepy. I cannot wait to move to Raleigh and get this all over with. Where does time go?

Am I not the only dork that is excited?!

IT IS RAINING CATS AND DOGS.
I AM SOAKING WET.
I FEEL LIKE A DOGCATCHER.

On a lighter note, I am going to enjoy the drive to greensboro. Beware speeders, I am driving like granny tonight!

Love is boring when it is inactive.
I cannot eat any of this candy these people keep offering me.
Where is my Valentine?
Screw this Holiday.

MR. SIR.
YOUR ACTIONS HAVE IMPOSED A WORLD-WIDE CRISIS. ONE IN WHICH THE PEOPLE, MY PEOPLE, ARE UNDER ATTACK. ONCE IT GETS AROUND, THERE WILL BE NO ONE LEFT. HOW DOES THAT MAKE YOU FEEL SIR? CAN YOU SLEEP WELL AT NIGHT KNOWING PEOPLE ARE DYING. I HOPE NOT.

Because in the end, when all that is left is your sanity, even that my dear will become lost.


















PURPLE PASSION FOR THE DYING FOLK, THAT IS ALL.