November 2010
Sadly...
I only had to go through twelve pages of posts to double check the last year and half, that is just neglectful.
Also, I noticed about a bazillion typos, which is ridiculous and annoying but I do not have time to go back and fix them. Work beckons…
See ya!
youroldarchenemycatwoman:
Inside of Love
Nada...
January 2010
“Books are my friends, my companions. They make me laugh and cry and find meaning...”
– Christopher Paolini (Eragon) (via jennyrose) (via havent-got-a-prayer)
The job is mine!
I’m beat, going to bed.
Night!
Hey Kiddos,
Been busy lately, with the family and job hunting and what not and, well I’m not sure what else really, just nonsense mostly. Life seems rather dull lately, although all the tedious bullshit sure seems to keep one busy and exhausted.
I seem to have fallen out of love with the internet lately, I’m certain this will soon pass, but it is a bit invigorating. Oh, and I think I have...
Officially Granny's 90th!
HAPPY BDAY GMA!!!
Big day ahead, I better get to reading myself to sleep in my warm bed.
Omg power went down during youth in revolt. So much for that idea.
Omg power went down during youth in revolt. So much for that idea.
Escaped the family to go see if they managed to capture Nick Twisp adequately (Youth in Revolt)
Last night in a bout of total ennui I decided to start following random celebrities on twitter. So far have seen nothing of interest.
My Grandmother turns 90 this weekend.
I do not envy her one bit. Due to all the family in town and celebratory goings on, I will likely not be around on tumblr. At least I’m saying so ahead of time for once.
When did job applications become so tedious?
Honestly, its just mind boggling. I imagine they are trying to make their jobs easier with all the intrusive questions and personality assessments, but come on. I don’t want to be the damned president of the U.S., I just want to have some sort of cash flow. Grr.
My poor baby puppy has a cold I think. She doesn’t feel well at all, she has a fever, runny nose and hoarse voice. Its quite a sad thing to see. :(
my dog thinks my boyfriend is hers
and it irks me to no end
Hmm, consider me baffled...
Playlist.org says it connected to my tumblr site and posted the song in question, but I don’t see it anywhere.
I quickly recalled the name after posting that I couldn’t, for the record it was “One Of These Days” by 78 SAAB. Too lazy to upload it, so tried to post a link, but apparently that was a bust. Oh well, no biggie.
As usual I have a song stuck in my head...
Well actually, a part of a song, and its making me insane because I know this tune well, yet somehow the rest of the song eludes me, as does its name and the band. URGH!
Nothing torments me like my own mind. NOTHING!
Cold and raining.
Tell me exactly what motivation should Penny or I have to get out of the covers? None, as I see it.
If I were a...
havent-got-a-prayer:
If I were a month, I’d be October. If I were a day of the week, I’d be Thursday. If I were a time of day, I’d be 2am. If I were a planet, I’d be Pluto (I refuse to allow it to get the boot). If I were a sea animal, I’d be an OTTER!! If I were a direction, I’d be West. If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a mirror. If I were a liquid, I’d be water. If I were a gemstone,...
Double Atomic bomb survivor dies in Japan →
winstonwolfe:
I don’t think I need to hear anyone bitch about how tough they have it today:
Tsutomu Yamaguchi, the only person officially recognized as a survivor of both the Hiroshima and Nagasaki atomic bombings at the end of World War II, has died at age 93.
Yamaguchi was in Hiroshima on a business trip for his shipbuilding company on Aug. 6, 1945, when a U.S. B-29 dropped an atomic bomb on...
My mind won’t let me sleep but this heavy arm around me won’t let me escape its grasp. I suppose I will read the any book within reach.
I just found a playlist online I had titled July ‘08. My where has the time gone.
Ok, have to go, being pulled away from the computer.
I find it uber annoying that I can’t mention a single male name around my boyfriend without him thinking its someone I have slept with. Yes, I have been around in my date, but I have not screwed every male in the universe.
I’ve had this song in my head all evening,...
I have concluded the spiders lurking in my room have declared war on me. I have one bite on my face/ear, one healing on my boob, one on my right calf, and one on my left hip. These suckers must die, I am currently searching for a non-harmful (to pets and anything else not decked with eight legs) way of killing arachnids.
SunnyD IS NOT Orange Juice!!!
Why some people fail to grasp this I will never understand.
thisbeautifulmess:
Sitting at tattoo place waiting for my artist to be ready! Eeeeee so excited.
jealous
I’ve got this song stuck in my head. Love it...
Upon glancing back upon what I just wrote, the words “I was woken by…” seem very odd to me. I hate when phrases stick out like that, they seem utterly wrong by all logic, but I can’t seem to figure out the grammatic proof of why. My mind is a mess this morning, if the world were a rational place, I should be sent back to sleep immediately. But it isn’t, dammit.
I do not want to get dressed today. I was woken by the stupid telephone (the boy wanting some nonsense that definitely didn’t require waking me) and then a lovely bout of yelling, lecturing, and huffing by my father. I have a large bite on my right leg, which appears to be a spider bite (for some reason spiders LOVE to torment me in my sleep and the owners of this house refuse to call out...
“I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious.”
– Albert Einstein (via astroinquiry) (via crashinglybeautiful) (via francine)
Sitting here just now browsing makeup books and cosmetics online (when I should be applying for jobs and being productive) I realized my calling and now know what I am meant to do. With my love of books and all things cosmetic, I shall write a new makeup bible, one that will have what all the others don’t, one for the ages. Hmm…sounds a bit grandiose, but I am sure I can do it. I...
So I finished the script,
I’m not sure if its my lingering stomach virus or the feeling of once again having a beloved novel twisted into shit that has me nauseous. Oh well, another one bites the dust I suppose. Thus too shall pass.
At this point (halfway through the script) I am not sure I even want to see Youth In Revolt. I am revolted (always the corny one, eh?) by what they have done. They have turned such a clever, hilarious book into such a normal Hollywood teen flick that I am sickened. UGH, how awful.
sinkships:
vagarious:
It just occurred to me that its 2010, which means I will be turning 29 soon. Oh my, this is no good at all. I suppose it may have to be my last birthday.
Nah, 29 is one of the best numbers.
yes, so much so I may have to stay 29 every year after this
It just occurred to me that its 2010, which means I will be turning 29 soon. Oh my, this is no good at all. I suppose it may have to be my last birthday.
