quit talkin about my heart like it's something you could break

I want next year, right now

eegad

so i never think of my life as pitiful until i'm sitting at home on a friday night after a three hour after-school-nap wondering what the crap i'm gonna do because one of my best friends is in california (for a whole nother week too!) and everyone else is not my friend (or working, or not in janesville, but hey)

and i've never hated christmas shopping til this year. and i don't even have a lot to do. just two people left and half of my mom's gift but i keep putting it off! if i was smart that's how i'd spend tonight but noooo thaaanks.

perhaps this is a good time to tell everyone who doesn't know that i drink like a fish.
i drink like a fish.
okay.

rain is the most ridiculous thing when it's december 22.
this pop up ad is seriously asking me "what part of rudolph lights up?"

good god i'm gonna die if i don't find something to do quick

oh wait, i think brian's coming to my rescue?

baby powder fresh - that's disguting

this morning i got to work at 9:46 (only a minute late for once) just to put away douches and other vaginal accessories for about an hour then eventually go home sick before noon even rolled around. then i slept all day.

sickest weekend of my life.

hello dear deer

so i saw death cab again a week or two ago, austin and i are back in touch, adam and i are hanging out more lately, i signed up to go to italy tonight, i'm sick, i really hate drawing class, i really love everything else, my new camera is trashily nice and my christmas presents for my parentals and stegasaurus should be ready in two weeks. oh yeah and nick and i are really not dating. i would say we broke up, but i'd rather admit it was just temporary dumb-ness. and what can ya do? i mean really.

that's basically what's up.

seeing my favorites in january would be the loveliest thing