April 2011
4 posts
October 2008
1 post
Don’t pay attention to the critics—don’t even ignore them.
– Samuel Goldwyn (via rulesformyunbornson)
July 2008
1 post
I AM SO DONE BEING FORGETABLE
June 2008
5 posts
there is no way you can be that isn’t the way you’re meant to be.
– the beatles
remind me again why it’s bad to write rude notes to your boss?
May 2008
40 posts
HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY TO ME.
my first day.
TODAY WAS THE FIRST DAY OF THE REST OF MY LIFE. i started working at a bakery. i like it a lot better. it’s nice, easy, slow. i’m learning vaguely quickly, it’s boosting my self confidence because i actually have a real position that’s going to be my independant position once i’m done training. i will also be working with my mother, which is great because we are like...
Unnatural Weather
hunsonisgroovy: Oregon is known for its roses, indie music, and beer. It is also common to see rain at every instant; however not today. It was freaking 85 degrees. Okay sure, that doesn’t sound hot for people in CA, or AZ, but is is here. —————————— Yeah yeah. Same here but in Washington. I’m melting in my bedroom because...
I QUIT MY JOB.
i’m soooo happy. i’ve already got a new job to. that was simple. i start tomorrow and only work from 10am to 3pm. YAY PART TIME. i think i may spend my money on a collapsible chair, and spend my free time in town drawing portraits of people and/or pestering tourists.
one missed call (original) ringtone. the new one was reall gay. watch the asian version. it’s good.
i hate my life.
i work all day, i collapse into my door. i sit around and hate my life. i go to bed and dream about working, then wake up and repeat it all again. my feet are killing me. my birthday is in three days and it doesn’t even feel like it. for the first time in my life i seriously contemplated suicide while taking a bath. i am not happy.
so i love when my doodles get reblogged.
1 tag
oo3.
I’m pretty sure i’m a happy person, but there are times when i just don’t know. Life scares me, i don’t think there is every a moment when i’m not stressing, worried, or anxious about something. I need to start taking paxil, or smoking pot, or something. Tapping my fingers and biting my nails isn’t cutting it anymore. I incessantly braid my hair. When i created...
i'm smartest with eyes closed.
entering the room she proceded to ramble off the more gentle information, this was lost in my sleepy state, i had not quite heard the words. upon awakening more fully i hear her drop the preverbial bomb, just as she turned to exit the area. this bomb would cause an explosion effect that was nothing short of atomic. it would result it something being thrown, and this something sounded like a shoe...
Turns out guys in capris CAN carry guns.
– my sister lindsey. her blog
I want to so skinny that my personality becomes invalid.
– me.
i’m feeling better now. this was right after i got off work in my car. yes, i’m fat, but hopefully you can ignore that for now.
i wish i could love myself the way i am.
NONONONO!
I DON’T WANNA GO BACK TO WORK!
hot fuzz.
Sgt. Angel: Are they as big as he is?
Constable Buttermen: Who?
Sgt. Angel: His mum and his sister?
Constable Buttermen: Same person.
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The best things in life aren’t things.
– Art Buchwald
I’m the only sane person living in my house.
– Why?
You share your birthday with at least 9 million other people in the world.
– real fact # 74
oo2.
I’m just an ass in the crack of society. I spent a lot of my morning cleaning my room. I’m actually pretty fucking proud of how clean it is, i vacuumed and everything. I felt like drawing but i have no inspiration. I’m going to start work but every-time i called in it wasn’t updated. They keep flowers in the nearby public bathroom, they’re red. I should have touched...