I promise never to use this journal for emo meltdowns. I'll save the drAma for LiveJournal where it belongs.
That said, if anyone's interested, I let loose a *spectacular* tirade yesterday. I had just finally had e-fucking-nough. And it really all comes down to two things: money (and its absence) and this fucking bridal shower.
I know that weddings are supposed to be stressful and...
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That said, if anyone's interested, I let loose a *spectacular* tirade yesterday. I had just finally had e-fucking-nough. And it really all comes down to two things: money (and its absence) and this fucking bridal shower.
I know that weddings are supposed to be stressful and...
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Le yikes. The profile thing on this site is detailed like the day is long. I'll fill the rest of it out next time I'm bored and not coughing up phlegm.
On that note, bronchitis has taken up residence in my bronchial passages. I used to be really annoyed by that commercial with the ugly green phlegm monster advertising something that will get rid of...
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On that note, bronchitis has taken up residence in my bronchial passages. I used to be really annoyed by that commercial with the ugly green phlegm monster advertising something that will get rid of...
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misterdoom:
Welcome to the clubhouse. Please disregard the rules that don't exist. 
kira:
very, very cool meeting you tonight also...i just let you in the detroit group and asked for your friendship...see you again so i hope... 
I'm feeling bitchy, I wanna hear you say my name.
I've kept my emo meltdowns to myself lately.
I feel one coming on, which means you, me, Sean, popcorn, and a chick flick. See you tomorrow.