I hate it when I update while everyone else is either asleep or drunk. Oh well, that's when I get inspired to. 
So we got most of London's website finished. *sigh* I am trying to make people get motivated to send me work before I move out of this town. Just a few more weeks, hopefully. I feel so pathetic still being here, with just minors to entertain me and the very few people old enough to hang out at the bar. It's going to be soooo good to hang out with someone in my general age bracket again. *sigh* hopefully. At least I know some girls like that. I spent far too long tonight hoping that the cops wouldn't roll up to this guy's house and bust me for contributing. Isn't that lame!?
And really, come on. I don't even buy my own beer.
Also, I really want a job in Portland. If anyone has a lead, hook me up. I don't buy booze for minors, I swear. I can't wait to be amongst peers.
So, I'm not going to Connecticut. thhhhbbbt. Whatever.
I'm in a slightly irritable mood, if you can't tell. Feeling a little misanthropy, a bit of irritation. A bit lonely, in my current situation, but what can I do.
Fuck, thank GOD Reagan and her posse are coming soon. I think I would die if it were not for the awesome females I can surround myself at whim, they are the most amazing part of this website for me, always. Sean is great and all, but his boobs are not nearly as fancy as my little Reagan's. And they certainly pale in comparison to Quinne. *sigh*
Also, yoga. YOu know, I could probably write miles of journal entries about how much I miss being in a city, but it comes down to this. People, Lifestyle. I miss being exposed to good music and food. I miss having a variety of people to talk to. I miss making friends not of convenience but out of mutual interest.
Well, fuck it, anyway. I am going to be in Portland next week, preparing for a move, preparing for real life again, hopefully staying at the jupiter and dancing it up all weekend. I really enjoy Portland lately.
I hate you all!
love!
P.S. "Previous integrated agency experience is essential." If I never see that string of words together again, I can die happier.
So we got most of London's website finished. *sigh* I am trying to make people get motivated to send me work before I move out of this town. Just a few more weeks, hopefully. I feel so pathetic still being here, with just minors to entertain me and the very few people old enough to hang out at the bar. It's going to be soooo good to hang out with someone in my general age bracket again. *sigh* hopefully. At least I know some girls like that. I spent far too long tonight hoping that the cops wouldn't roll up to this guy's house and bust me for contributing. Isn't that lame!?
And really, come on. I don't even buy my own beer.
Also, I really want a job in Portland. If anyone has a lead, hook me up. I don't buy booze for minors, I swear. I can't wait to be amongst peers.
So, I'm not going to Connecticut. thhhhbbbt. Whatever.
I'm in a slightly irritable mood, if you can't tell. Feeling a little misanthropy, a bit of irritation. A bit lonely, in my current situation, but what can I do.
Fuck, thank GOD Reagan and her posse are coming soon. I think I would die if it were not for the awesome females I can surround myself at whim, they are the most amazing part of this website for me, always. Sean is great and all, but his boobs are not nearly as fancy as my little Reagan's. And they certainly pale in comparison to Quinne. *sigh*
Also, yoga. YOu know, I could probably write miles of journal entries about how much I miss being in a city, but it comes down to this. People, Lifestyle. I miss being exposed to good music and food. I miss having a variety of people to talk to. I miss making friends not of convenience but out of mutual interest.
Well, fuck it, anyway. I am going to be in Portland next week, preparing for a move, preparing for real life again, hopefully staying at the jupiter and dancing it up all weekend. I really enjoy Portland lately.
I hate you all!
love!
P.S. "Previous integrated agency experience is essential." If I never see that string of words together again, I can die happier.
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about 80 miles of dust till the next town. And this was before living in LA.