I love it when I'm wrong
I do, I love being put in my place. You see, I am gloom and doom, all the time. Not ruby and kitty, but gloom and doom all the same. I worry too much, I let life trample me. So it turns out, I'm wrong. There is much more money in the account than I thought. *squeee* That is good, that means I can buy cheap easter basket components, and some coffee at meetup tonight.
My body is almost all the way back to normal
Which is good, one more day of nothing but video games and I was going to go on a murderous rampage across Portland. Seriously. Yeah right, me hurt anything other than me! Never, not in a million years. I love having a smokers hack... it's just so damn sexy. SMOKING IS BAD MMMM'KAY! So yeah... like fer shure!
My live journal is deader than a doornail
Seriously, why would I hang out and let my most intimate thoughts be wasted on the lowest common denominator. Not that there are not wise and intersting people on livejournal, but with everything else that is personality based, I rarely get along with the "normal" people. I manage to filter in and out of peoples lives, just like water through a seive. Its fun, you should try it. One day, I am the queen of mean, and I get to be evil as evil gets. (yeah, uh huh, sure eden) Then the next day I get to go and be a goddess surounded by people who care for me, I get to be the rebel, the poser, the out of touch, the well informed, the evil, the good, the pious, the pure, the skank, the good wife, everything. It's kinda fun, but sometimes I feel like I lose my identity to it all. Who is Eden. I know what she looks like in pictures never matches what I see in the mirror. So where does it end. Where do I become me and the mirror reflects that. Where do i stop becoming a mirror to those around me. When do I stop being the embodiment of lame. =^..^=
This is all to serious lets move on
I can make funny faces. I won't show you because they are not for the faint of heart. I think my face is funny regardless of the making of funny faces, but it's still fun. I like clothes. I am feeling a little light-headed so before I begin to feel like crap, I will ask some questions!
Questions, questions too many questions. You want a shard? Here!
1. Why can men sleep through so much? I mean seriously, I'm pounding my music and my keyboard, and he's still asleep!
2. What are you doing in 15 minutes?
3. Where is my Shoe?
4. Do you think if the roles of society were switched, could you handle it? What would you be instead of what you are now?
5. So... umm... Do you want me to write you a letter!?
I.E. I will send YOU a letter
just to ease the confusion!
Yep.. that's all she wrote, later gators! =^..^=
I do, I love being put in my place. You see, I am gloom and doom, all the time. Not ruby and kitty, but gloom and doom all the same. I worry too much, I let life trample me. So it turns out, I'm wrong. There is much more money in the account than I thought. *squeee* That is good, that means I can buy cheap easter basket components, and some coffee at meetup tonight.
My body is almost all the way back to normal
Which is good, one more day of nothing but video games and I was going to go on a murderous rampage across Portland. Seriously. Yeah right, me hurt anything other than me! Never, not in a million years. I love having a smokers hack... it's just so damn sexy. SMOKING IS BAD MMMM'KAY! So yeah... like fer shure!
My live journal is deader than a doornail
Seriously, why would I hang out and let my most intimate thoughts be wasted on the lowest common denominator. Not that there are not wise and intersting people on livejournal, but with everything else that is personality based, I rarely get along with the "normal" people. I manage to filter in and out of peoples lives, just like water through a seive. Its fun, you should try it. One day, I am the queen of mean, and I get to be evil as evil gets. (yeah, uh huh, sure eden) Then the next day I get to go and be a goddess surounded by people who care for me, I get to be the rebel, the poser, the out of touch, the well informed, the evil, the good, the pious, the pure, the skank, the good wife, everything. It's kinda fun, but sometimes I feel like I lose my identity to it all. Who is Eden. I know what she looks like in pictures never matches what I see in the mirror. So where does it end. Where do I become me and the mirror reflects that. Where do i stop becoming a mirror to those around me. When do I stop being the embodiment of lame. =^..^=
This is all to serious lets move on
I can make funny faces. I won't show you because they are not for the faint of heart. I think my face is funny regardless of the making of funny faces, but it's still fun. I like clothes. I am feeling a little light-headed so before I begin to feel like crap, I will ask some questions!
Questions, questions too many questions. You want a shard? Here!
1. Why can men sleep through so much? I mean seriously, I'm pounding my music and my keyboard, and he's still asleep!
2. What are you doing in 15 minutes?
3. Where is my Shoe?
4. Do you think if the roles of society were switched, could you handle it? What would you be instead of what you are now?
5. So... umm... Do you want me to write you a letter!?
I.E. I will send YOU a letter
just to ease the confusion!
Yep.. that's all she wrote, later gators! =^..^=
2. Probably play on the DS.
3. On top of the fridge.
4. Probably much the same - that make sense?
5. Geez, ive just written all this! What more do you want?
Mine wakes easily....so not too sure
2. What are you doing in 15 minutes?
Probably gonna play a little mario party
3. Where is my Shoe?
Next to the other shoe?
4. Do you think if the roles of society were switched, could you handle it? What would you be instead of what you are now?
Can I be a guy??? I've always wanted to experience things as a guy!
5. So... umm... Do you want me to write you a letter!?
Email me your address and I will write you a letter...I have all sorts of time on my hands anyways...nevermind about the address...I'm a dumbass...lol...I'll send you a letter with your package...hopefully that will go out tomorrow...I've been so bad...