What are you thinking?

Because if you don't experience every possible moment of suffering in your life, then some malevolent deity somewhere will be cheated of its enjoyment.

 

Fucking Ecosure is supposed to be coming down sometime to my place of employment for some kind of inspection or something. I've been wearing two earrings in each ear for years, and I just found out, I shit you not, yesterday, that I'm only supposed to wear one. And until they inspect, that's all. I also have to keep my tattoos covered until after they come around. And now it's warm enough outside for me to wear short sleeves, at least for now, and I have to wear my thermals. I hope they come Wednesday when I'm not at work.

 

Starting to give up. No one can help me

 

At least one more day until I can see him again....

 

Oh no, no... I'm getting all paranoid and depressed and scared.

 

something in this apartment has been beeping at random intervals for the past hour

 

Sometimes I wonder why I say things to my mother. :eusa_doh:

 

Hell yeah! Go Orange!

 

Some people are downright biased. I think I have enough of listening to conversations - back to the codes where the only things I interact with are bots.

 

I just remembered something from when I was six or seven in first grade. I was sent to school in a skort (like a skirt/shirt monstrosity). I forgot how it went, but I told my mom straight up I wouldn't be caught dead in a skirt. She said it was a "skort" so it was like wearing shorts. It was still a fucking skirt and I wasn't a fucking girl. I just remember hiding in a stall in the godforsaken bathroom feeling sick and upset. I never wore another one again. It was fucking embarrassing.

(sigh) I hate my parents sometimes when I remember this stuff.

 

Oh me, what a night! Proud of myself though, i stood my ground and stood up for myself!! Im usually too timid and scared to be assertive, so im happy

Mcdonalds, Dr Who and a nice long sleep now

 

Oh Bud Light Platnium, how you seduce me...

 

Back from visiting family up in Washington. Probably should've stayed home, need to call my insurance provider and figure out the therapy they'll cover.

Like...This is really surreal. Gender therapy's a possibility. Like, there's a really good chance I might get on T and start my transition before the year's over.

 

So George Zimmerman wants to take up boxing? I'd totally like to see him get knocked out.

 

Apparently justifying yourself and raising your voice is acting like a child. Maybe I'm just angry at something because this is the second time that I've pissed off one of my friends.

 

The feeling you get after you walk out of a good rock concert is as close to an orgasm as you can get without actually having an orgasm. Also OMG 90s COVER BAND!!!!!

 

I cannot get this code to work :tantrum: