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[13 Oct 2007|12:09pm] |
FUCK this work policy of pretending you don't know karen filipelli.
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[15 Mar 2007|07:12pm] |
does anyone have any good hangover cures?
and no, drinking more is not an option.
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[06 Feb 2007|07:09pm] |
Oh menstral cycle, where oh where has thou been? It's been a lonely couple of months without you, and I hate to admit it but your presence is severely missed! You see MC, all my friends see their monthly annoyance all the time, and I've started to feel a little down on my luck. According to your (absurdly overpriced) enemies behind the counter at Walgreens, I shant worry about a fetus developing in my uterus. I think you've noticed the insane amount of stress I've been going through ever since the end of summer, but c'mon girlfriend, Gimme a break! I knowwww i may have talked some smack on ya in the past, but I think it's high time we got together. Get your cute bloody butt on over here.
Now.
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| The Inferno. |
[25 Jan 2007|07:23pm] |
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Yesterday was my first day back to school. After turning a beautiful shade of magenta from being recognized as "Gyro Girl," I naively entered what would forever be known as the most painful hour of my life.
Enter: Lit class, the sun blaring straight onto my long sleeved shirt and knee lengthed, fleece-lined boots. The professor, open mouthed and reaking of moth balls and brandy, reads straight from the 'how to' manual at the speed of an Godspeed epic. Sitting there, mind blown, I predict when he is going to rip the old person special effect mask and yell a hearty, "GOT CHA!" to the class. But no, this was no joke. I begin envisioning how hell could possibly be any worse off than this. I count the minutes pass between his pauses. After class let out, I begin to violently shake, something that has been happening on several occasions.
This semester will be great.
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