It's funny how you think i care what some douche in Barstow(AKA America's taint) thinks about me. Maybe a week ago I would have but, I'm so over it. I know I'm pretty incredible and I'm in a great place in my life. I'm 10,000 times smarter, wittier more caring, charming, attractive and compassionate than you could ever dream of being. You're tactics don't work on me, I'm sorry to say. My will is just a bit stronger than hers, and I only spoke the truth the entire time. You're the one who came after me, and your girl felt the need to call me TWICE today, plus you clearly have this shit bookmarked. I don't know if you comprehend calendars or time, but that initial entry which caused this waste of my time was from months ago, but you're a stupid meathead so I don't expect you to.

You're both mentally subnormal and therefore meant for eachother. I pity the two of you more than anything. I bet anything that you hit her.

But, your inane ramblings of a mental case certain kept me entertained. As horrible as this sounds, it's always satisfying to see that I could be much, much worse off and much less self-aware.

Feeling better, but not by much. Last week I found that Jack's Mannequin is coming here in may! Oh balls, I have like, an hour to get ready for work D: gotta cut this short, kids!

YES! YES! FALL OUT BOY AND COBRA!!! APRIL 5!!!! AT THE PEARLLLLLLL!!!!! OH SHIT YEAH!!!!!

I'm shaking so bad right now. I haven't seen Fall Out Boy since like, '06, and well, Cobra are phenomenal live(when Gabe doesn't have throat problems. even then, they're still good.)

I swear I fell in love for five seconds today. He was beautiful.

I got a sewing machine!!! I'm so stoked, you don't even know.

I swear to god, I saw a kid who was the spitting image of Shaant Hacikyan on the bus the other day. I desperately need glasses because I thought this other guy looked like Max Bemis. Until he got closer D:

I fucked up my schedule D: D: D: I hope I had off yesterday and not today/Fri. They would have called an been like, 'bitch, where are you!?', right? RIGHT!? I'm so nervous. they give me enough shit about things outside of my power as it is. I don't need this against me, especially since I'm still on n00b probation. I'm so scared, guys. I need this job until I get my alcohol awareness card and find a cocktail waitressing job.

My room is half-clean. I found a lot of change. I'm listening to Folie a Deux while I'm doing it. My bathroom is clean :)

My tattoo needs a touch up because I thought, "well, maybe A&D isn't all that bad. I mean, he did tell me to use it." It smothered my tattoo and pulled the ink out :( I'm piiiiissssed.

oh shi-- Folie a Deux leaked!?

EDIT: SHIT IT'S SOOOO GOOD.

THEY'D BETTER GET THEIR ASSES TO VEGAS NOW.

Why couldn't you have been what I thought you were?

don't change the location of where we're supposed to meet AFTER I LEAVE, ASSHOLE. Maybe if you PICKED UP YOUR FUCKING PHONE THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED.

This morning, I woke up and I worried that last night didn't happen the way I remember it, that there wasn't that amazing feeling of accomplishment and being part of something far bigger than us. But it did. It's real, we made history. We took a huge step in the right direction for everything.

I am so fucking proud of this country. Despite our many fuckups and follies, we proved to ourselves and the world that if we really believe in something, we will fight and fight for it.

I'm proud of McCain, even, for no re-counts, no trickery, for being honorable, doing the right thing, and accepting the fact that it is Obama's time. He could have pulled the same fuckery Bush did.

I am so fucking proud of this country right now.

NEVADA, DO THE RIGHT THING!!!! GOBAMA!!!

Stirrup leggings? Really? They're coming back? A line needs to be drawn with this 80's shit. They were the bane of my existence as a kid. So ugly, so uncomfortable. That makes me feel old, that I can remember stirrup leggings.

So once the results of my drug test and background check come back, I have a job, and I'm saving up to move in with Brian. He's trying to teach me how to play pool, lol poor thing, I'm a lost cause.

He had better not be working Friday so can he go to Cobra and crush on Gabe with me(he's bi, btw. he has a huge crush on Bowie[tbh who wouldn't]) It seems more acceptable when your bf thinks they're gorgeous, too.

Ben Gibbard is pretty much Jesus.

I'm so over Todd(he hella lied about his age), and I discovered that Brian isn't an asshole and he adores the shit out of me, and I like him a lot, too. :)

Also, I hate when people have these gorgeous gorgeous clothes and they're like, "I got it at the thrift store!" when all I ever find is gnarly sequined crap and shirts that are shapeless from too much washing and have those fuzz balls on them :/ plz tell me what magic thrift stores you go to :(

OH! and this girl who was pm Ellen Page with a different face was talking to us. It was hilar.

and the Zombie Walk was last night. fun fun. It was a great night. I got drunk, spilled my fries everywhere and only ate half of my chicken sandwich even though I hadn't eaten anything all day lmao.

If anything does come of this situtation with Todd, I don't even want to tell my mother because she always acts like I force them into dating me and I can't actually get a guy to like me. She's such a fucking cruel bitch.

I'm really worried nothing will come of this, though. Truthfully, I haven't had a bf in three years but saying that sounds so pathetic and makes me sound so deficient. Then people wonder why I come off as desperate.
I broke down and started sobbing today because it's been three years, and I'm so worried this won't work out, and I have this awful feeling that I'm going to spend my entire life alone, that I'm going to die alone.

I'm sooo lazy. I have to pick up my debit card at the bank because I left it in the atm because nothing can go right in my life. I also have to cash in one of my bonds so I can get a cheapo GoPhone and switch out the SIM card because my phone is an asshole. Nothing works on it. I'm amazed the internet tubes still reach it, which is great because idk where mobile internet has been all my life. Then I have to look into an eye doctor appointment(lol punny) But before all that I have to empty the dishwasher and walk 2.5 miles down to the bank then get on the bus and I'm just not in the mood.

My biggest accomplishment today was doing the laundry because my pants reaked of gasoline fumes.

I hate this hard-to-get bullshit and game-playing. It's ridiculous. If you dig each other, why can't you just say it and get it over with and go out and have a wonderful time?

omg my best friend is so motherfucking tacky. It's not even in an ~*ironic kitschy way. CHEAP HALLOWEEN WIGS ARE NOT FOR EVERYDAY REGULAR USE. idc if you want to look like a ~*freak. Knock this shit off, jfc you're 22 years old. Grow up and stop trying to make yourself look disgusting. It's not quirky, interesting or cute.

I completely understand the appeal of wearing wigs but goddamnit, just save portions of your paychecks and buy decent lace fronts. They make good quality wigs in crazy cuts and colors, they last much longer and aren't made of that grody-ass synthetic hair that gets matted the second you take it out of the package.

Sometimes I just don't get her, like how she splurged on a gorgeous wig for her retarded ~*cosplay but wants cheap, fugly wigs for everyday use. I never once thought I'd be the sensible, well put together friend.

Also, somehow I lost my necklace last night.

Also, if they ever call me and tell me what time "orientation" is, I have that tomorrow. Hopefully If it lets out early enough, I'll be seeing Joe Biden in the park! I love how ridiculous/ fancy that sounds. I'm probably more excited for tht than I am for Cobra on 10/31. idgaf what anyone says, they're amazing, and Gabe is a dollface/sex on incredibly long legs(he's more like Babe-riel Saporta amirite!?)

I'm thinking of writing an indie hit. It should only take like, five minutes. I can get one of those cheap ass keyboards with the beat already on it, and I don't even really have to sing the words as much as I'd have to drone them, because I'm obviously too cool and jaded to care about...anything. Then I will perform it in some hideous, silvery metallic day-glo and totally ironic spandex number.

I'll be a hit and everyone will love me. I'll get my song on an iPod ad.


Fame awaits!

Deal LJ,

If you're going to give us the ability to post 10,000 comments in an entry, you should be equipped to provide such a service and I should not be getting:

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so fucking glad I no longer piss my money away on paid accounts because I honestly don't know where the fuck the money goes.

and now you're giving me this fuckery about the html for last.fm Fuck you, seriously. Fuck you