Fuck the snow, fuck the snow, and fuck you too

[xoder]

I never update


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So this was one hell of a week. I think work's going to be more like this than not.

In short: lots of work.

In long: LoooooooooooTs of work and some Tae Kwon Do.

And tomorrow I hopefully will be able to get to Rochester to do my thing. And if I can't, I don't know what will happen to my stuff.

I'm sure it'll all work out. I just don't like the prospect of things getting even later than they are.

I like talking to fun people. And stuff. And I'm not quite coherant.

Bed will be soon.

Comments

[alleyoop.livejournal.com]

fuck the snow, fuck the snow, and fuck you too!

:-p

[killdyingkisses.livejournal.com]

:) SMILE!

[comadrug235.livejournal.com]

Yeah the snow sucks

[charleniehead.livejournal.com]

But you update more than most ppl on my list, besides Yanna, although I love her she is insane.

[inconvenience.livejournal.com]

Muahaha!

I update bunches 'cause I gots teenage angst on mai side! Weeeeeeee!

And oh please..insane is such a harsh word.
I prefer 'crimes of passion'.
^_~

As for you..

[inconvenience.livejournal.com]

Yeah you update often enuff.

I mean shoot..your doing it now!
The quizzie was wrong.
I should spank it.
...
You can help out. :P

[charleniehead.livejournal.com]

how about "crimes of insanity, passion and elaborate teenage angst?" :)

[nightstalker.livejournal.com]

That would make a great title for a journal.

[inconvenience.livejournal.com]

Hmm..It's a mouthful..

Buuut, thats the way I like it!

[last-soldier.livejournal.com]

I understand your pain. Life can be like that when you're sixteen. I'm glad I didn't get an online journal (I tried regular ones, but couldn't keep up with them) when I was your age. All my angst from fourteen to sixteen is captured in my stories, which to this day very few people have seen.

Though, if anyone remembers, I did have that ambitious project in junior and senior year where I would write entries about my days every day until New Year's Eve... Of course, when life got too tough for me to regurgitate and write about, I just stopped.

Luckily, that's all in the past.

[inconvenience.livejournal.com]

Heh. Yeah.

For some reason I almost never write about the real real big stuff. Shrug.

Ditto on normal journals..just didn't work.