Just reposting this, because I deleted it because I'm a fucking moron

001.	Phobia	002.	Addict	003.	Dance	004.	Sing	005.	Cruise
006.	Careen	007.	Psychic	008.	Imsomniac	009.	Bath	010.	Homo
011.	Coma	012.	Suicide	013.	Traitor	014.	Loyal	015.	Miracle
016.	Divorce	017.	Function	018.	Lonesome	019.	Belch	020.	Stink
021.	Labor	022.	Dropout	023.	Quit	024.	Aghast	025.	Station
026.	Nervous	027.	Eliminate	028.	Birth	029.	Medicated	030.	Poor
031.	Rob	032.	Confess	033.	Forgive	034.	Cranky	035.	Breakdown
036.	Still	037.	Lover	038.	Flame	039.	Run	040.	Wake
041.	Speech	042.	Last Wish	043.	Angel	044.	Elope	045.	Blind
046.	Dream	047.	Journey	048.	Drown	049.	Alive	050.	Stomach
051.	Raw	052.	Force	053.	Power	054.	Drive	055.	Sore
056.	Beg	057.	Repeat	058.	Rise	059.	Mercy	060.	War
061.	Race	062.	Blur	063.	Coercion	064.	Duty	065.	Rivalry
066.	Match	067.	First	068.	Skin	069.	Overdose	070.	Band
071.	Alcoholic	072.	Spiteful	073.	Need	074.	Pain	075.	Bubble
076.	Weight	077.	Instrument	078.	Dependant	079.	Guide	080.	Track
081.	Lacking	082.	Curse	083.	Haircut	084.	The Morning After	085.	Sink
086.	Cool	087.	Crybaby	088.	Admit	089.	Defeat	090.	Fickle
091.	Haze	092.	Speed	093.	Ticket	094.	Vomit	095.	Bleeding
096.	Writer‘s Choice.	097.	Writer‘s Choice.	098.	Writer‘s Choice.	099.	Writer‘s Choice.	100.	Writer‘s Choice.

 

I really want this purse: http://www.coach.com/aspx/content/product.aspx?product_no=8100&category_id=68

I've never treated myself to coach (though I do have a couple of Kate Spade bags, but hey, she's practically a hometown girl). I'm really tempted to get this one. I dunno. I have to think on it some more.

We saw Mr. & Mrs. Smith today. It was good fun. And you know, with the hotness.

I'm trying to come up with my favorite five reasons I'm a dork. And I'm writing this out, so I don't forget to post them. I just have to narrow the list down...

Test over. It was 10 questions. And one-fourth of my grade. I didn't do great, but I think I did well enough.

Semagic is failing to light up when my flist is updated. This vexes me. I'm terribly, terribly vexed.

I'm bored, bored, bored right now. I have a pretty busy week this week. I had a paper due yesterday and last night I did a little shopping with my mere while she was in town. I had a test today and I had to spend some time in the library catching up on making copies for my test and assement class. I have a test in the morning and tomorrow afternoon I have to meet with my lab professor about my project, then tomorrow night Quentin and I are going out, then I have another test Friday. Friday's test is the only one I'm really worried about. So going out tomorrow night is probably not the best idea, but since it's his only night off, we don't really have a lot of choices.

Quentin bought a light for our living room for me. It's pink and green and I love it. I need to remember to bring my camera back after I go home this weekend, so I can post a picture of it.

I'm so boring.

The assholes upstairs are so loud that I can't sleep. I have no idea wtf they're doing, but I think it involves throwing all their furniture from one end of the apartment to the other.

In less bitchy news, if everything goes my way I won't have to take the night class. So I'm hoping I don't jinx myself.

I think that the reason the ljs and the like are so popular is that for a lot of people they help fill this basic human need, this need to have a place where we can just be, without defending ourselves all the time or constantly having to explain ourselves. And at some point it stopped feeling like that for me, and it's really sad. And really, that's why I barely post any more. Because I started to feel like there were things I should or shouldn't post, and that I needed to give explanation and defend myself, and really...it wasn't worth it any more. But I miss this place, more than I imagined. I just have to find a balance, I think.

Anybody have any idea why my computer is suddenly acting like my speakers aren't plugged in? Because I did actually check this time and they are plugged in.