June 10th, 2002


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No matter how much I sleep, I remain tired and sleepy. This is confusing me.
I have developed this lovely throbbing pain behind my eyes that comes and goes at random. Wheee. At least I don't black out. That would be annoying.
Special K Red Berries is the best cereal EVER. EVER, I tell you.
OWwooOOOOOOtch... Curse my mother's love of tables with POINTY METAL THINGS ON THE LEGS... Once more my painful bruises are a silent testimony to her brutal decorating...
... I find this... strangely amusing. I cannot explain this, nor do I think I will try to.

Alex and Gabriel are frightening little children.
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    Gabriel and Alex being odd

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In the News:
Alex is still here. We adopting this kid or what? Jeebus. Been here for over 24 hours. Of course, during the summer, it is not unheard of for my siblings to spend time with friends in 48-hour shifts - two days at our house, two days at theirs, etc. I cannot fathom spending that much time with someone. I run out of things to talk about after 10 minutes. What the FUCK do they do for four days? It's madness, I tell you.

... Yes. Will be going to the UK and molesting happymrlocust. Most definitely on the List of Things(*cough*people*cough*) to do. He is... er... I find it only slightly disturbing that the only adjective I can conjure up right now is 'lickable'. It will do. Lickable he is!

I had forgotten how hot and... well, gross it gets in Houston during the summer. How is it possible to forget? Last summer I spent nearly all my time indoors, working, or indoors, at summer school. I was not exposed to the horror that is Houston during the months of not-winter. You step outside and you immediately feel unclean and you want a shower. Badly. Thank you, Gulf of Mexico, for the lovely Humidity which you have bestowed upon us...

My family's plans to get me to Do Things and Take Them Places conflicts horribly with my plans to Hide In My Room and to Make Webpages... It appears there will be a problem... Which will most likely result in me Not Hiding In My Room and Not Making Webpages. Damn.

Stupid Smoothie King people fucking call me up three months after I apply. [Insert appropriate glare here]. So now, three months after the employees say bunches of people are being fired for incompetence, now you start hiring? Lovely. At least I can get in maybe a month or so of work, if they'll hire me. Job = good. Very good.

This week I will probably be moving out of my room to a smaller room downstairs, which will apparently also make it easier to make the big move to San Antonio. Which means that for the next month or so...
Mere words cannot describe how happy that makes me.