It would be splendid if someone could tell me how to quit fucking up my life.

If you can instruct me on how to do this, thank you in advance.

          There’s nothin’ you can do or say

(It's) gonna break my heart anyway

Just leave the pieces when you go.

“I don’t bite, baby – I’ll be good to you in the morning.” –Rooney-

I missed a freakin’ ROONEY show this weekend, & I’m really, really bummed. Luckily, Rocky Votolato tomorrow night should soothe my pain.

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I had quite the uneventful weekend. I worked a lot, slept a lot, talked on AIM a lot. I had dinner at Bennigan’s with old friends & saw a hilarious movie (“Borat”). Good stuff.

I am currently trying to evaluate whether or not it is safe for me to have a mini-crush on someone right now. I mean, crushes can lead to dating, which can lead to relationships, which can lead to me cheating. Heather says:

HDM009: so be like, "hey, we've gone on dates. you're nice/sweet/cool/superfly/whatever, but i'm not looking to date exclusively. peace out."

HDM009: then put on some dangly earrings and go on a date with someone else

((()))

Who wants to buy me some groceries? Seriously. I need some Easy Mac, Morningstar Farms chicken patties, parmesan cheese, wheat buns, cheese slices, lime Yoplait, kiwis, & 100-calorie packs of… anything.

I don’t know why I can’t seem to hold down a single stable friendship.

I’m fucking sick to death of feeling unloved & crazy, of being the stray friend who gets left out for no damn reason.

“Is it any surprise that you feel so overrun? When all this time you have no one to tell you how to love.” –Copeland-

I got through this week & got stuff done & even got to sleep in at times. Amazing.

Tina Majorino is on “Veronica Mars.” Weird. I love her.

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Elise’s devil-cat mauled my hand, & it killlls.

I had two stories on the front page today, & I liked both of them. Badass.

What a worthless entry.

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