Thanks but theres no need to be sorry, she had a fabulous life, was loved by everybody she met and spent her last couple of years in the leafy suburbs of west London, growing old (very quickly) with lorry loads of dignity. A life well lived, we should be so lucky!
I'm bored and tired. It feels like I went to the beach today because I was out in the sun all day long. It was hot and I loved it. Skirt, tank top, rock. Because I'm bored I'm taking pictures of myself and trying to figure out new hairdos for my growing out mohawk. I need to get the back cut off so it looks... Read More
I'm adding to this because I don't want to make a new journal entry. And because I forgot to mention how awesome Friday night was. My friend Jody called me up and said "I have two free passes to see A Clockwork Orange and Malcolm McDowell will be there speaking do you want to come?" And I said "ummm hells yeah!" It was awesome.
I started a long journal entry but my computer froze and I lost it. It went a little something like thistaxes done, paid $462. I probably couldve not filed but Im a goody-goody with bad karma so I thought better not to chance it. The accountant was nice and sent me home to tweak my revenues and expenses a bit before he would do the... Read More
Thank you to everyone that gave me birthday wishes. Today is better, the sun is shining and I'm happier, even though New Jersey tried to eat me today. I still didn't find a dress but I got a pair of black pants and they are a size 6. that is effin awesome. I dropped a pants size without realizing. I also got two lovely new... Read More
Nothing felt like home today. All day I felt out of place and ugly. Passing reflective objects made me wince. No one smiled back today. I was cranky and I didnt find a birthday dress. I think I always get sad on my birthday. It usually rains too. That doesnt help the sadness. Maybe my mind was acting like old bones, aching with the anticipation... Read More
what a crap day. mitch hedberg is dead, the sun didn't come out and it was coldish again, the killers sold out, and i had to drive in 76 traffic. blah. blah blah. oh and i didn't take my fat ass to the gym.
someone stole my debit card or i dropped it whilst drunky last night. either way, fuck. $350 in charges. when is my luck going to change. i beg of you luck. i beg.
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
Top left my bench. Have a swell weekend.
[Edited on May 06, 2005 7:20PM]