Nov. 3rd, 2005

la_belle_laide: (Turandot)
Panic is being on the main highway through town, braking because the car in front of you stopped, and having the brake pedal sink all the way to the floor while the car just keeps going. My awesome, beloved car, though, it got me to work. I just had to coast there, holding my breath the whole time. Talk about your sphincter clenching moment. My brake fluid was completely gone. Hopefully it will be fixed by the end of the weekend. Panic is also thinking about how much this is going to cost, and just before the Christmas season, too.

Love is my two best girl friends. I don't know what I'm going to do without Tricia, though. Everything's going to change. I hate that. Hate.

Obsession is that I still cannot stop thinking about that sillyass book, and am rushing my LJ entry so I can get to bed and read it... again.

Annoyance is when I start to feel that LJ comments are currency, and why the hell should I keep paying people who never give my anything in return? I honestly like you and respect you, and when I say something to you, it's because I have something to say. But if you've got nothing to say to me--ever--then to hell with it, right?

Hypocrisy is me, unable to keep my mind off Saturday. But, whatever. I've still got my book to read.


Off to bed.
la_belle_laide: (Turandot)
Panic is being on the main highway through town, braking because the car in front of you stopped, and having the brake pedal sink all the way to the floor while the car just keeps going. My awesome, beloved car, though, it got me to work. I just had to coast there, holding my breath the whole time. Talk about your sphincter clenching moment. My brake fluid was completely gone. Hopefully it will be fixed by the end of the weekend. Panic is also thinking about how much this is going to cost, and just before the Christmas season, too.

Love is my two best girl friends. I don't know what I'm going to do without Tricia, though. Everything's going to change. I hate that. Hate.

Obsession is that I still cannot stop thinking about that sillyass book, and am rushing my LJ entry so I can get to bed and read it... again.

Annoyance is when I start to feel that LJ comments are currency, and why the hell should I keep paying people who never give my anything in return? I honestly like you and respect you, and when I say something to you, it's because I have something to say. But if you've got nothing to say to me--ever--then to hell with it, right?

Hypocrisy is me, unable to keep my mind off Saturday. But, whatever. I've still got my book to read.


Off to bed.

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