RANDOM BULLSHIT
There are 17 bottles of shampoo and/or conditioner in my shower right now, and 4 kinds of body wash.
My anxiety level is through the roof today, my chest is killing me, and I am convinced I have a blood clot in my leg. I don't know the reason for any of this.
My obsession with the Butthole Surfers is bordering on unhealthy.
I want to choke my neighbor that is mean to her dog. I hate her. I want to steal her dog.
I am enthralled with Carnivale, and pissed that disc one of season one only had two episodes on it, who does that?
I am going to a birthday party on Tuesday..........for a dog.
My best friend is pissed at me. He calls me every night, drunker than shit, and is usually quite the asshole. We work for the same restaurant, and all he wants to do is talk shop. Um, fuck that.
My temper is becoming more and more hair trigger, thankfully I have not acted on that.
I wonder if I will ever be in a relationship again, preferably a healthy one.
I wonder why most people say they were intimidated by me when they first met me.
I am tired of having bad dreams.
I want to go back to school, but I have no clue what I want to do.
My dog keeps me sane.
I am always hungry, but no food ever sounds good to me, and I am full after three bites.
My vision is deteriorating rapidly, this worries me.
I want to move away and start over somewhere.
Every day when I walk my dog we take some time to just lie in the grass and people watch. We just hang out and I scratch his belly. It is often the best part of the day for both of us.
I haven't owned a regular broom in 5 years. I clean my tile floors on my hands and knees with a little whisk broom.
I abhor the post office.
I want to cut my hair short.
I want to float around in the pool.
I love my new bamboo plant.
My cats are retarded, but sweet.
I need someone to sleep next to.
I am shutting up now
There are 17 bottles of shampoo and/or conditioner in my shower right now, and 4 kinds of body wash.
My anxiety level is through the roof today, my chest is killing me, and I am convinced I have a blood clot in my leg. I don't know the reason for any of this.
My obsession with the Butthole Surfers is bordering on unhealthy.
I want to choke my neighbor that is mean to her dog. I hate her. I want to steal her dog.
I am enthralled with Carnivale, and pissed that disc one of season one only had two episodes on it, who does that?
I am going to a birthday party on Tuesday..........for a dog.
My best friend is pissed at me. He calls me every night, drunker than shit, and is usually quite the asshole. We work for the same restaurant, and all he wants to do is talk shop. Um, fuck that.
My temper is becoming more and more hair trigger, thankfully I have not acted on that.
I wonder if I will ever be in a relationship again, preferably a healthy one.
I wonder why most people say they were intimidated by me when they first met me.
I am tired of having bad dreams.
I want to go back to school, but I have no clue what I want to do.
My dog keeps me sane.
I am always hungry, but no food ever sounds good to me, and I am full after three bites.
My vision is deteriorating rapidly, this worries me.
I want to move away and start over somewhere.
Every day when I walk my dog we take some time to just lie in the grass and people watch. We just hang out and I scratch his belly. It is often the best part of the day for both of us.
I haven't owned a regular broom in 5 years. I clean my tile floors on my hands and knees with a little whisk broom.
I abhor the post office.
I want to cut my hair short.
I want to float around in the pool.
I love my new bamboo plant.
My cats are retarded, but sweet.
I need someone to sleep next to.
I am shutting up now

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uncognitive:
Well, I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd stop by. 

uncognitive:
Damn, and here I thought I was classy.