so here's another little known fact about me. when excitted or nervous or angry i stutter. i started it when i was about 7....and looking back, it is the year my mother got married. she married into a very welathy old new england family. there waere all kinds of blue blood types at the weeding- vanderbilts, mellon's, the works.

i had only had my mom to myslef for 2 years. she moved to goeorgia the month after i was born, and my grandparents raised me. my mom only moved back when they died. i adored my mom, but at the time she as only a 20 year old girl. thts like me walking around with a five year old.

anyway....i stutter when im mad, and when im sad, and when i feel hurt.....essentially any extreme of emotion. its just a matter of me thinking way too fast for my mouth. i am ten sentences ahead in my brain, and my mouth just cant move that fast. i am very aware of it, and i hate it when it comes out and someone says, "hey, why do you stutter?" one of the things i hate the most. thank god all my boyfriends have found it to be an endearing quality.

anywho, on to a new topic. i get totally cool stuff in the mail today. i just....want it here NOW! i am way too impatient. also, these are in the mail to me. i am in love with them.


off to go jobhunting!!

another cloudy day outside...made me look through old pictures. nostalgia is an interesting feeling to cope with. it makes me uneasy, because i remember all of the heartache of past times, but at the same time, everything seemed so simple....so innocent.

so here are some pictures i was perusing. hope you enjoy them as much as i did.


me, down in the delta when i was like 7, trying to learn how to waterski. i failed miserably, but i had a wonderful time. this is the oldest picture i have of me.


back in highschool. it was a halloween party, but i had been feeling sick, and so didnt dress up. 2 of the girls in that photograph have had children since.


the week i met sean. weird to think that it was almost a year ago. i moved in with him all of 2 weeks after this.


my old best friend. we were awesome together, until she did this weird thing where she wasnt satisfied with punk rock. it was sad, really.


sean and i, stuck in desoto, ks...after spending the night with beerzone and the uk subs. we were freezing here.


the most infamous picture of me. we had made a storage bin fiull of jungle juice, and lets jsut say i drak too fast. i fell on an everclear bottle, and had to get bones to help me with it. probably the night in my life i am least proud of.


we cannot take pictures of us. this was at teh zoo, but you cant even see our full faces. thsi was a good day.

all in all, i dont regret much. but right now, all i need is to takea a shower, get some warm food in my belly, and then who knows?

so how was everyone's weekend?


(mine was awesome, and i have some awesome picture. which i will put up later. cos im fuggin tired.)

warning: upon reading this over, it is quite unintelligible. but i am too lazy to correct spelling, or make it sound like a masterwork. so.....here ya go, noobs.

so yesterday we went out to look for our dog. he was stolen about a month agoi at 5:15 am out of our front yard. we pretty much know who had something to do with it; thing is, we have no way of proving they're involved. one of the mother fucks moved back to oklahoma, aso the polica cant do shit. the other one was one of my old best friends, till i spilled a beer on her floor and she flipped out for no reason. she then proceeed to slash the tires on our car, and put french fries in teh gas tank. kinda fuckin stupid. all because she was in a pissy mood cos our skinhead friend ricky didnt want to see her anymore, cos he was bored with her. so she takes it out on us. i mean seriously, you would think that people would be passed all this high school shit by now.....

abyay, we went out looking way in the country yesterday. we got a tip about someone we know's uncle having a chocolate lab or something....holy shit, was it scary. we were on these dirt roads that led into thick woods and were in the middle of nowhere. there were houses that had no tags on their cars, and like 5 greasy guys sitting around drinking beers,with dogssall around them. it was like all deliverance style. like if any of us were to get raped, it would be sean.i would have just been killed.

anyway, we went and got star wars galaxies last night....and some hair dye. i dyes the boy's hair back to normal,. but had no gloves. my hands are now bright red.

needless to say, we didnt find bailey, our missing puppy. his sister gracie is really sad, and we feel horrible. ::sigh:: okay. well we must go and get insurance on teh new car. i will leave you....with a picture of gracie, the remaining dog we have.