playing by the rules because there are rules and i should obey them if i ever want to win

I'm totally game once I finish this eternal shit I call life.

things are tense, everyone thinks i'm a hater just because i hate them.

i suppose that all depends on your definition of the word "last" because yeah, this is going to last as long as I do... which is years longer than i ever thought i would...so wait, i guess it all depends on your definition of the word "pathetic".

someone at lunch said something about "drinking the koolaid" and then i said 'getting on the train' and it's ME who gets written up

Very excited about the Republican congress. I prayed this would happen!

i think i made some real connections last night with the girls, but i have been really wrong before about most things.

sometimes i close my eyes and imagine we are actually sisters instead of women.

it's friday, going to try to go out with the cheese rapers from work and see if my hate is irrational

no, not the glass, i want the BOTTLE

and really, i'm just lucky to be getting paid for something that i love doing.

it's great that i'm able to not be crying on the outside too when i have sex because i think that would cut into my potential profits and i got a baby somewhere that must be hungry.

great day, run, light brekky, productive...amazingly productive and the pills seem to be working although i can't pee and food isn't an option.

It's great to be HERE, i mean, right fucking here doing this shit,getting it done, being involved and loving every busy busy moment of wowness. i can't imagine ever wanting anything more.