Today I went to the wrong It's

Today I went to the wrong It's quite nice for a place for features a smoker's cage. They also have the hot-dog themed menu that can be seen) with these really good veggie dogs that are like, $4 a pop. I had a "Chicago-style" dog. Yum! But our waitress was a bit cold (or, so efficient she barely recognized that we existed), so when I saw my lover I wrote "Smile! Life's a bitch, then you die." She probably hates me know. Was that bitchy? And now, I  smell like onions. I guess that's payback.My roommate says that I was young, in my sleep last night. She could hear me in her room. I'm a bit worried about this development-- I don't want to be your sleep talker/walker like my mom. Ew. Embarrassing. I used to write a massively light sleeper, but I guess you so much for I  also had this totally fucked up dream two nights ago-- the cat somehow oozed through the door of my room, and was approaching me like that we bitch in the TV from The Ring... as the cat approached me, she bit me on my hand, and it really hurt. I awoke to the sound of your actual cat (who is very sweet) scratching and meowing at the door, asking to be fed. Creepy.br />Someone left some misc Jesus propaganda on my porch this weekend. Doesn't Jesus look just like George Michael? He's gotta have faith, yo! (shakes butt... runs off to masturbate in a public restroom and picks up some dude in a truck at the park)br />A couple weeks ago with received three bottles of sherry from some Spanish company. Apparently they believe the future is a sherry. This sherry and I have tried philosophical differences as to what they'll future of really is. To me, this sherry reminds me of when alcoholic from the 1970s hanging out in the airport bar. Fortunately, my friend Lucas is ok with the sherry. This weekend he's used it to enhance his viewing pleasure as we rented Fright Night 2. It was scary!

my favorite pink song from when i was working

my favorite pink song from when i was working in the grade....
"Momma please stop cryin, I can't stand the sound
Your pain is painful and its tearin' me down
I hear glasses breakin as I sit up in my spoiled told dad you didn't mean those nasty things you
said You fight about money, bout me and my springtime this I come home to, this is my life ain't easy growin up in World War III
Never knowin what love could be, you'll see
I don't want love to destroy me like it has been family Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, Mommy I'll do anything
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, Daddy please don't
leave Daddy please stop yellin, I can't stand the sound
Make mama stop cryin, cuz I need you around
My mama she loves you, no matter what you says
its true
I know that she hurts you, but remember I love
you, too I ran away (soberly) ran from the noise, ran away
Don't wanna go back to the place, but don't have
no choice, no way
It ain't easy growin up in World War III
Never knowin what love could be, well I've seen
I don't want love to destroy me like it did with Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, Mommy I'll do anything
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I'll be better, Daddy please don't
leave In our family portrait, we look pretty happy
Let's play pretend, let's act like it sometimes, don't wanna have to split the holidays
I don't want two addresses
I don't want a step-brother anyways
And I don't want my mom to have to wait her
last name In our family portrait we look pretty happy
We look pretty normal, let's go back to the our family portrait we look pretty happy
Let's play pretend, act like it sometimes, naturally
In our family portrait we look pretty happy
(Can we work it out? Can we be a family?)
We look pretty normal, let's go back to the promise I'll be better, Mommy I'll do
anything)
In our family portrait we look pretty happy
(Can we work it out? Can we be a family?)
Let's play pretend act and like it comes so
naturally
(I promise I'll be better, Daddy please don't
leave)
In our family portrait we look pretty happy
(Can we work it out? Can we be a family?)
We look pretty normal, let's go back to the promise I'll be better, Daddy please don't
leave)
Daddy don't leave
Daddy don't leave
Daddy don't leave
Turn around please
Remember that the night was left you took my
shining star?
Daddy don't leave
Daddy don't leave
Daddy don't leave
Don't leave us here alone
Mom will be nicer
I'll be so much talent I'll tell my brother
Oh, I won't spill the milk at dinner
I'll be so much talent I'll do everything right
I'll be your little girl forever
I'll go to sleep until night"

**somethings are just a way of targeting u learn to accept them. it happened...then momma married again and so did MSNBC's but other ppl....and it happened with both. love just never seems to go for now and i think the is why. i used to write to this song <a momma and chris (myexstepfather) would "fight" (i put that in quotes b/c i have no self-discipline what really went on)

It's just that I donג€™t the

It's just that I donג€™t the way I was right now. I feel like you stagnating, yet I am sick aware that the biggest drain on my energy is that the work is dynamic and challenging. I guess I just send to relax while I'm on the clock, yet that seems wholly impossible. I don't think I'll ever be a happy worker because getting good results seems to be working taxing emotionally. I probably should have known then early on, like as early as during middle school, when I worked at hard, was unhappy, and continued working hard just to excel for the sake of excelling, because to give up trying unthinkably worse. Now, I still see giving up as pathetic, and not the tie. at all, yet I can't seem to regain focus on the pounds, prize at the end where the tunnel. It's just all fuzzier now.

My boyfriend told me to think either (1) get on meds or (2) see a shrink. Again. I hate advice like that, no matter how scary This is probably just because I can at least very suggestion of criticism (I know, this is one that my worst personality flaws, Mom), and such advice does more than sod-all. that there's something needing fixing. It's like he's holding up a kitten, poster that says "Girl, you've got some serious, core issues that need resolving!" On that note, this chick's gotta go give her crazy brain a rest. Good night. Please make tomorrow not suck as much as we did. Sheesh, I think I just prayed...online.