The Dark-Eyed Mistress of Sweet, Sweet Pain (jenni_the_odd) wrote,
The Dark-Eyed Mistress of Sweet, Sweet Pain

Since I've not done it in a while...

Physical: Mrf. Yeah. My knee hurts. But my knee can just suck the eternal penis, because, y'know what? I'ma go for a walk. HAH. Take that, knee.
Clothing: I am a boy. Oversized green hooded sweatshirt-thing, shorts I stole from my brother, handcuff key necklace, sandals. Hair is up and being ignored.
Mental: AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHa. You're kidding, right? School no longer requires thought.
Emotional: AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHa. You're kidding, right?
Social: Nicole's friends want her to throw a party. So she is throwing a party of sorts. Between that and Gabriel's obnoxious friend Clint being here, I fear I may throttle someone. Go away, the lot of ye!
Oh, *SOB*... they will be in my room watching the Shining. Grrrrr. No place is sacred. The closest I get to privacy is my car, and EVERYONE goes in my car, so it's really not even as protected as my room... But it's the only thing I can lock. However, "DO NOT INVADE MY SECRET HAVEN OF PEACE AND SOLITUDE" is not a reasonable excuse for "why don't you take your sister/brother/llama/goldfish/youth group/__________ with you on your errands?". Poo.
Creative: Trying to make websites. Not succeeding. Boo-hiss. Deleted Elfwood Galleries. I am dead. Yes. Quite. Elfwood was the second online community of any sort that I ever joined, and I will miss being a part of it so terribly, you cannot imagine. But all I was doing was wasting space on their server.
Misc: I added waaaayyy to much cayenne pepper to this chicken broth. I always do. *gasps for air* eeek. And I like spicy things.
And sweet jeebus, the number of blogs kept by my sister's social circle expands on a daily basis. Now David just needs to get one and I think almost anyone who could provide really interesting commentary on life would have an outlet in which to do so.... yeesh. Except Steven. And Greg. But I get the distinct impression that an online journal by either of them could not be properly understood by anyone without a degree in psychology. And John, write more. I command it. For I am bored, and require John-writings what for to be amused. English speak no longer I. Graaaaakkkk...

take the antisocial test.

and go to because laura's feeling social.

An antisocial creature living in a family of socialites. Help me.

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