The life of a Lifer

Unplug your synapses

Wed, 17 Sep 2008 08:47:51 GMT

Just checking in.

First off, just want to say I love The Airborne Toxic Event. Check into them.

And the rest is kinda just my feelings about how things are now. So you can skip it.

Over all I'm really happy. I started a job, and school is starting again soon, though I'm a bit worried about the classes I chose. They are filled with work and I'm only looking forward to asl. Plus, went to a concert and a bar hopping for the first time in forever. Totally danced the night away, which made me realize how important dancing is to me. Been catching up on animes, neopets, and comics. Read three books this summer, and am working on my fourth.

But even though I am mostly happy, I get really sad thinking about MD. I miss it and those people so much. So many happy memories that I want to relive. Anytime someone asks me how I am, I think and realize I am really happy again. But if they dive deeper, I start to tear up.

Have Fun.

Ok people Very important

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 06:46:05 GMT

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a day of life in oly

Sun, 10 Aug 2008 09:56:08 GMT

We saw the western coast
I saw the hospital
Nursed the shoreline like a wound
Reports of lover's tryst
Were neither clear nor descript
We kept it safe and slow
The quiet things that no one ever knows

So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
If today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we drop out
Gave up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lower cases and capitals

So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
If today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we drop out
Gave up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lower cases and capitals

I contemplate the day we wed
Your friends are boring me to death
Your veil is ruined in the rain
By then it's you I can do without
There's nothing new to talk about
And though our kids are blessed
Their parents let them shoulder all the blame

So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
If today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we drop out
Gave up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lower cases and capitals

So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
If today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we drop out
Gave up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lower cases and capitals

I lie for only you
And I lie well...
Hallelu...
I lie for only you
And I lie well...
Hallelu...

So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
If today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we drop out
Gave up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lower cases and capitals
So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
Today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we drop out
Gave up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lower cases and capitals

AHEM

Fri, 08 Aug 2008 04:44:25 GMT

My dad is now on facebook. that is all

And the ketchup continues

Thu, 31 Jul 2008 06:53:36 GMT

still feeling like hell.

Thu, 31 Jul 2008 06:29:50 GMT

you know research shows that people who spend a lot of time in front of the tv and computer become depressed. so i figured that might be a reason why i feel crappy. but i spent the entire weekend away from civilization and did nothing but exercise...and felt worse. so now i figure tv and computer is like alcohol, a temporary solution to the problem that i don't want to stop because it feels better than reality.

Still catching up on comics

Sat, 19 Jul 2008 03:06:34 GMT

We make a mean team, My Adidas and I

Mon, 14 Jul 2008 10:37:42 GMT

I am so sick of feeling this way. I'm just lathargic and not fun to be around. On top of that, I've been contemplating doing bad things with people I really shouldn't be thinking about. I mean people I'm totally not attracted to, but they're into me. Bad idea. I'm mean I'm not even that upset over the breakup anymore. I got over it pretty quick because I knew it had to be done. But I still watch bridal shows and movies and have these dilusional ideas pop into my head that the two of us are going to get married. I mean what the fuck. I don't want to get married, especially not to someone who can't treat me the way I need to be treated. But still, I am dilusional.

Sorry I told

Fri, 11 Jul 2008 04:01:25 GMT

So what the fuck is wrong with me?

Harlow the Harlot

Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:26:06 GMT

Becca says:

Harlow Anderson traipsed up the staircase, a soaking wet blue book bag hanging from his hand. Drips of water followed his hollow footsteps up the barren concrete steps, toward the door of a rather unhappy loft on the upper west side. He leaned against the doorframe and, with his available hand, fumbled for his key ring. In coldness and in haste, Harlow dropped his keys. A heavy sigh pushed from be

Becca says:

behind his dry, pale lips. He stooped, picked up the keys, and slowly shuffled through them for the one to open the door.

Inside the apartment, Harlow dropped his soaked bag on a wooden chair and wandered over to his refrigerator. It had stopped running a few weeks prior, but Harlow had made use of it as a

Becca says:

sort of drink cupboard. Prior to the refrigerator’s death, Harlow had had the sinking feeling that it was going to go, and had stopped buying groceries. The rust spots along the bottom edge of the fridge had expanded, and the pale sage paint was chipping in larger and larger pieces. And then, like clockwork, the cooling mechanism had broken and the temperature began to steadily rise; leaving

Julia says:

ooh is this a smut novel

Becca says:

Harlow to now drink a warm Diet Sam’s Club soda.

Becca says:

wtf Julia.

Becca says:

a smut novel?

Julia says:

yea... its all like heaving and tempreture rising and what not

Becca says:

i think i've gone insane

Julia says:

why?

Becca says:

i reread my story and now all i can picture is a middleaged white guy with a beer belly fucking his refridgerator

Becca says:

you didn't get to read the whole story

Julia says:

haha

Becca says:

and its sort of a break up story too

Julia says:

haha

Becca says:

'harlow's heaving breaths sped, faster and faster, as his hands grasped at the metal bars of the shelves and felt for the cold control knob. His throbbing ached against his zipper and he felt himself losing all control. He reached to quickly unplug the cord...'

Becca says:

one last fuck for the road

Becca says:

His hand slipped in and out of the crisper drawer as he attempted to move his way toward the freezer. And just as Harlow found it hard to contain himself, a shower of glistening ice cubes errupted from the ice trays, coating him in a refreshing splash of love and compassion. The perfect end to a final romance

Becca says:

it is a smut novel

When in Rome...

Mon, 07 Jul 2008 07:56:13 GMT

The thing I love about Christianity is there is a patron saint for everything.

"O Blessed St. Dwynwen, you who knew pain and peace, division and reconciliation, you have promised to aid lovers and you watch over those whose hearts have been broken. As you received three boons from an Angel, intercede for me to receive three blessings; to obtain my heart's desire {here you may name it} or, if that is not God's Will, a speedy healing from my pain; your guidance and assistance, that I may find love with the right person, at the right time, and in the right way; and an unshakeable faith in the boundless kindness and wisdom of God."

the ass licking will comense now

Mon, 07 Jul 2008 05:48:48 GMT

It would make me feel infanitly better to have :::: come out and be like i'm gay. Than the whole pulling away period and the lack of intimacy wouldn't be my fault. But seeing as that isn't going to happen, here i am boring you all to tears with yet another post

If you took the time to see what that woman meant to you

Sat, 05 Jul 2008 08:13:45 GMT

Addicted to Under The Tuscan Sun script. Here are some lines that I Adore

- Do you know the most surprising thing about divorce? It doesn't actually kill you. Like a bullet to the heart or a head-on car wreck. It should. When someone you've promised to cherish till death do you part says "I never loved you," it should kill you instantly. You shouldn't have to wake up day after day after that, trying to understand how in the world you didn't know. The light just never went on, you know. I must have known, of course, but I was too scared to see the truth. Then fear just makes you so stupid.
- You know when you come across one of those empty shell people, and you think "What the hell happened to you?" Well there came a time in each one of those lives where they are standing at a crossroads… someplace where they had to decide whether to turn left or right. This is no time to be a chicken-shit, Frances.
- Jesus, Frances, how do you do it— how do you ever breathe again?
- Please stop being so sad. If you continue like this, I will be forced to make love to you. And I’ve never been unfaithful to my wife

Failure to rise

Fri, 04 Jul 2008 07:36:06 GMT

I'm so excited for batman.

Uprising in the the coocoo's nest

Thu, 03 Jul 2008 07:07:56 GMT

Joan Armatrading - The Weakness in Me

I'm not the sort of person who falls in and quickly out of love
But to you, I give my affection, right from the start.
I have a lover who loves me - how could I break such a heart?
Yet still you get my attention.

Why do you come here, when you know I've got troubles enough?
Why do you call me, when you know I can't answer the phone?
And make me lie when I don't want to,
And make someone else some kind of an unknowing fool?
Make me stay when I should not?
If you're so strong then resolve the weakness in me.
Why do you come here, and pretend to be just passing by?
I need to see you - I need to hold you - tightly.

Feeling guilty,
And I'm worried, and I'm waking from a tormented sleep
'Cause this old love, you know it has me bound,
But this new love cuts so deep.
If I choose now, I'm bound to lose out;
One of you is gonna have to fall...
I need you, baby.

Why do you come here, when you know I've got troubles enough?
Why do you call me, when you know I can't answer the phone?
And make me lie when I don't want to,
And make someone else some kind of an unknowing fool?
Make me stay when I should not?
If you're so strong then resolve the weakness in me.
Why do you come here, and pretend to be just passing by?
I need to see you - I need to hold you - tightly.

Wed, 02 Jul 2008 09:21:23 GMT

betray the light and eat a booger

Wed, 02 Jul 2008 04:45:17 GMT

So last night i made a picnic basket, so that I could take ::him:: out on a star-lit picnic. You know, I wanted to do something romantic, because lately all our relationship is is just hanging out at his place, doing nothing in particular. And unfortunatly the boy called and told me that he was too tired to come over.

are you a fruity ding bat with pickles on the side?

Sat, 28 Jun 2008 08:13:22 GMT

I'm cheery again. texted boy. boy made me smile. boy = cheery

white house black marketing

Fri, 27 Jun 2008 09:42:40 GMT

i know i tend to only write in here when i'm pissed, or depressed, but i have no other real outlets. all my friends are so hard to actually spend time with, since they have jobs, or are moving, or live out of town. so boo to you. but yeah. i'm sick of the boyfriend unit. its like he's dating me out of convenience. and although, i admit i've done that in the past, i always told the guys that i didn't have feelings for them in that way. but ::he:: tells me he loves me and what not. it pisses me off. and what pisses me off even more, is if i decide to confront him about it, as soon as i see his face i will forgive him for any annoyance he has caused. bastard. He's like a drug to me. when i'm away from him, i get crankier the longer i'm away. I go through boy withdrawls.

I'm depressed

Thu, 26 Jun 2008 06:31:14 GMT

and with each additional tidbit I learn this week, I keep on sinking lower. Its just not my week.

It made me laugh. thanks.

Mon, 16 Jun 2008 05:59:13 GMT

blitzkriegradio

7:59p

Might as well make it worthwhile...
So I set my Livejournal to "18 and over" so here goes at adult content:

I really like when i'm going down on a girl and she arches her back up when i've got my tongue in her and I can't really breathe but I don't care because it's an awesome experience.

what do you think?

letters to cleo

Mon, 16 Jun 2008 05:52:18 GMT

I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I'd love you to love me
And I'm begging you to beg me

I want you to want me
I need you to need me
And I'd love you to love me

I'll shine up my old brown shoes
I put on a brand new shirt
I get home early from work
If you say that you love me

Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying
Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying

I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I'd love you to love me
And I'm begging you to beg me

I'll shine up my old brown shoes
I put on a brand new shirt
I get home early from work
If you say that you love me

Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying
Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying

Hey

Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying

I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I'd love you to love me
And I'm begging you to beg me

I want you to want me
I want you to want me
I want you to want me
And I want you to want me

AWWWWW

Sun, 08 Jun 2008 22:19:24 GMT

I'm catching up on my comics

I'm feeling emo so heres the consequential blog

Wed, 04 Jun 2008 22:06:05 GMT

I've been really lonely lately. I'm either at school where I haven't really made any friends this quarter, or I'm at home, on the computer. Where have all my friends gone?
I feel like I'd be doing more, if only I had money. Pete still hasn't called me back, and I'm worried that I won't get the job in Quinault this summer.
On the plus side I finished all of my school work a week ahead of schedule, and don't have to worry about school for a while. If I don't get the job in Quinault it will be sooner than anticipated.

Stupid school, stupid me

Wed, 28 May 2008 03:11:46 GMT

I failed my math test. Want to cry.

The life of a Lifer

Unplug your synapses

Ok people Very important

a day of life in oly

*AHEM*

And the ketchup continues

still feeling like hell.

Still catching up on comics

We make a mean team, My Adidas and I

Sorry I told

Harlow the Harlot

When in Rome...

the ass licking will comense now

If you took the time to see what that woman meant to you

Failure to rise

Uprising in the the coocoo's nest

betray the light and eat a booger

are you a fruity ding bat with pickles on the side?

white house black marketing

I'm depressed

It made me laugh. thanks.

letters to cleo

AWWWWW

I'm feeling emo so heres the consequential blog

Stupid school, stupid me

AHEM