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[1/26/1210:56 am] |
So many problems. Where to start... So I have this weird chemical smell coming from underneath my sink... It's like a really strong glue smell.. And sometimes it's really strong and sometimes you cant even smell it. And of course whenever someone comes to check it out there's barely a smell.
Last night I almost called the cops because I convinced myself that my neighbor is running a meth lab and I'm just smelling the fumes ... But there is no other evidence of a meth lab, except for the smell.
I'm running out of ideas... I don't want to die in my sleep!! I feel like that would be a terrible way to go. I mean, it seems peaceful but I want to know I'm about to die, before I die.
I would also like to accomplish something neat before I go. That would be nice.
On top of that... Apparently my landlords are trying to sell the house i'm living in and that's really scary cause if they do sell the house couldn't the new landlord kick us out? That would be a bummer. I refuse to move. I have moved every year for the past 7 years. Im super over it. Plus I will never find another apartment in tremont for 500 bucks a month. I really like my apartment, I just would rather my home not smell like chemicals. Is that too much to ask????? Also, I just keep wishing I had a boy that could help me with this kind of stuff... Not being able to deal with problems like this makes me feel like I'm not the independent girl I thought I was. Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone. |
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[1/15/1212:37 pm] |
So a few days ago hitler got sick and basically almost died. I took her to a vet I had never been to and it was basically like going to a free clinic except it wasn't even close to being free.
So I made friends with two guys in the waiting room one with a pit bull and another with a fuzzy white cat. That was nice, although Im 99% sure the one with the pit bull was a rapist.
Then they called hitlers name which is DJ when we go to the vet and we walked into the back.. where they don't have rooms they have stations. So hitler and I were one of the stations and next to us was a giant dog with a tumor and a cat that had cancer.
So the vet tells me that hitler has a fever and I immediately start crying. I seriously can't take knowing that my animals are hurting. Its the only thing I cry over honestly. So they take hitler away from me and while I am waiting for them to bring her back, I start listening to the consultations that are going on next to me... Turns out max the dog is fine, but the cat to the right of me can't be fixed and the vet is telling his owner just to make the cat comfortable as he's dying. So I start crying even more.
Which brings me to my point of this story. I really wish I had someone to lean on. A shoulder to cry on. A person to talk to on car rides. A someone who makes living a bit easier.
Instead I have a person who doesn't care about me, who doesn't care about my animals, and who moved across the country and when he is home only bothers to visit me after the hours of 10pm. It's been at least 6 years now that Charlie has been in my life and he has said I love you four times and taken it back four times, he's given me 3 gifts, and basically all around makes me feel like a piece of garbage.
I always say that 'I know what Im doing' when it comes to charlie.. But I actually don't. Not even a little bit. But a life of loneliness is way worse than a life with a horrible person right?
anyway... hitler is fine now. They pumped a bunch of fluids in her and gave her a shot of antibiotics. Thank the universe because the day I lose any of my animals is the day I check in to the crazy house. I will go insane. It's inevitable. |
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[12/29/1101:49 pm] |
Whoa! Guys!!!! I had a dream that involved you!!!
So everyone (including my brother) was at my new house and we were celebrating Collegelife101 getting married however there were toy story cups and plates for cake, which just felt right?
We were all watching the fly on a really small tv and I said that Jeff goldblum was ugly. Of course every single one of you went into a rage and started yelling at me but then Jonusx ran into the bathroom and we could hear sniffles.
I asked him what was wrong and he said "I just ate some mayo" as he then ran out of the bathroom and out of my house.
Then guidedbyvenkman (who was with his wife... Who I made up in the dream cause I don't know what she looks like) yelled at me for ruining the party and started crying too. He then ran out of my house and his wife thanked me, and said I had a lovely home.
I could tell Sean was mad that I just messed up his party.
Sorry Sean! And just so everyone knows... I don't think Jeff goldblum is ugly. He's alright I guess... Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone. |
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[12/23/1108:31 pm] |
I like to think I have a pretty wild imagination... I mean, Im out there right?
well there is one thing that really pisses me off about myself.
How come when I close my eyes I can't dream up some magical thing to draw, or some amazing pattern?
I just want to be able to open my brain and scoop out millions of designs......
and forcing it never helps. (that's obviously what she said) |
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[12/10/1112:00 am] |
When I close my eyes at night, I see static... Like a tv with no cable.
Sometimes, I can't fall asleep because I watch it. I really hope I'm not the only one who has this problem. It seems weird. Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone. |
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[11/19/1109:30 am] |
Okay... Not to jinx anything, but my life is finally getting back to the way it used to be. I no longer have to go to Joann fabrics and work!!
No more polos! No more old ladies! No more stupid work!
I'm also moving out soon! I found a place in tremont and I move in dec. 1st, which means I'm close enough to bike to work.
I'm working down town on east 4th and its really incredible down there. Lots of lights, lots of foot traffic, lots of homeless! Woohoo! I like when I like my job, it makes all the other problems in my life not seem so bad. Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone. |
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[11/4/1111:56 pm] |
Ya know when you really need to tell someone something.... And you go over how you would say it in your head. And you go over it again and again. But for some reason, just telling the person this thing is the scariest thing ever imaginable.
I'm going through that right now. And It's not even really a scary thing to say... It's basically just a hey, I think we would make good friends.. So let's hang out more often. No big deal right? But I don't want to sound like a lame-o and i definitely don't want to sound like a girl with an agenda.. Cause I'm not, I just genuinely think we would be good friends.
I think asking for someone's friendship is more difficult then telling someone they're cute. Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone. |
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[11/3/1112:09 am] |
So, I sleep right by my phone. It's literally right next to my head.
I swear I can feel the tumor developing in my brain.
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[10/28/1103:13 pm] |
After this week, I have come to the conclusion that I am terrible at staying up late and working and I am terrible at getting up early and working. I've been working overnights at joann's this entire week ... 10pm-6:30am.
It blows like a whales blow hole. The only nice thing about it is that I don't have to wear a Joann's polo at night. Have I mentioned how much I hate wearing polos? I look terrible in them.
Anyway, I am really excited about working at native Cleveland.. Next thursday my boss asked me to go over plans for the layout and merchandising of the new store. Which makes me feel really good. I'm glad that someone thinks I'm smart and creative enough to run a store. It's kind of making all of the urban outfitters nightmares go away. Take that fuckers!
Also, I have a date on Sunday. So, I guess you can say... This isn't a bad week.
I just have this one problem... My life is such a fucking roller coaster... I know next week I am going to be complaining about how I hate my job at native, Joann's fired me, and my date went terribly wrong. I am such a fucking woman... No matter how hard I try not to be.
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[10/27/1111:55 pm] |
So, I want to make my own version of these to sell at this boutique I'm working at... http://www.etsy.com/listing/78560729/vintage-carded-mini-post-earrings-lemons?ref=cat_gallery_5 But I need sayings cause I dont want to steal theirs... I just want to steal their idea. So maybe, since you are a funny group of humans... Maybe you could help me out.
I only have one so far ...
"your donuts make me go nuts" (thank you Michael Scott from the office) ... I'm most excited for the packaging. That's my favorite thing about selling stuff. I probably spend way too much time on shit like that. Ah well.
It's worth it to me. Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone. |
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