pennycandy

Happiness is
...... a few cans of paint with a brush in my hand.
......the boy on my mind.
.....listening to Boots of Spanish Leather on repeat as a settle down to sleep.
.....being "eaten" by the bunny rabbit puppet.
.....Labyrinth door knockers.
..... not owing Grand Valley any money.
.....a job that is fourty hours a week plus.
.....the sun, and the smell of...
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I'm back to the begining on my job search. I might start working with my boy. I'm not looking forward to that.

My little brother graduated. The last one. I bet everyone at the school is having a big party.

Last night I had one goal. To party until I puked. I didn't achieve it. I tried, really hard. At Willie's open house I drank a lot of vodka, some rum, did a few yeiger bombs, and some shots of assorted schnapps. Then I went to...
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My brother is coming home today. He's my hero. Since I was little, like two years old, he's been my best friend. When I was in kindergarden there was a tornado, and his class came into mine. He came to sit with me, and brought a few friends. Lucus said, "Well guys, it's been nice knowing you." Bob got so pissed. He pushed him and...
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It's been 15 years ago today since we lost Jim Henson.

I adore that man with all my heart and soul. He had so much joy, and gave completely of himself to everyone. I can't think of him without feeling happiness. He was a beautiful person. Praises be that we still have Brian, and that my children will be able to enjoy Jim's creations...
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I'm quitting school. Yeah, and I don't care, I'm quite happy really. This is the happiest I've been in such a very long time.

I told my roommate and she said; "Yeah, well, you're an artist. College isn't for you, it stifels(sp?) you." I thought that was quite cute, and had a good jolly long laugh.

That means I'm moving in with Mom and Dad...
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Oh good lord!!!

What a weekend.

I'm moving. This means that I can be social with the SG gang from Michigan! Yeah! Rock on. Allendale, that's the happening place that I'm going to call home. For the next four months anyway. I'm hoping to be doing at least a little T&CSD to move into an apartment and start paying off my debt (damn college loans!!!...
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I told my neighbor I wouldn't talk to him until he pooped magenta. No joke.

Oh man, I've had the worst week-end. I spent it at parties, where I wasn't allowed to party. If that isn't fucked up enough, I got so fucking sick.

That was me Sunday, all day. Mind you, I didn't party. Right now it feels like someone stuck a pike through my ears, and poured boiling tar into my stomache.

The best part is that that...
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Bradly told me I'm too short to be 21. I'm taller than his mom, but I'm too short. He says I'm 15, maybe 16.

Then again, Tanner and Brandon say I'm over 100.

I found the coolest fucking jeans. Stretch Mother Fuckin' Jeans from Lip Service. Oh man, I adore them. And they come in straight leg! One cannot find a good pair of tight...
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Everyone was putting a guilt trip on me today. I heard "So, you're leaving us soon." the second I walked in the door at work until I left. They kept saying, "You have been so good here. The kids love you, and we really like having you around. School is important though....you still don't know what you are going for? Well, you could take some...
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I've always needed to get out of this place. I never really knew why. I always thought it is because nothing ever happens here. That's not it though. Even though I've lived here for fourteen years, over 2/3 of my life, this isn't my home.

I got so upset when my parents leased out our farm to the oil company. God, it just pisses me...
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