my approaching birthday is always bittersweet. in 2006 i was so excited around now as my graduation was coming up and things were going well. i called one of my good friends in the early morning of my birthday and found out a week later that he had passed away due to kidney failure. i sorely miss him but beneath the sadness i feel immensely lucky to have known him at all.

it's been almost two years and it's amazing how fast the time goes by - and how untrue the statement that "time heals all" really is.

the thing about BSG is that i'm sick and tired of Sam and Tori and Tygh. Tyrol too but slightly less than the other three.

i just want Lee back - with Kara. is that too much to ask?

getting new unders makes me happy.

i might go back tomorrow and get five other pairs.

my new tattoo is one of my favouritest things.




i can't wait to get colour on it.

getting tattooed is definitely on my top five list of favourite things to do.

*satisfied sigh*

in less than 24 hours i will be in the chair.

with a lovely buzzing noise.

and needles pulsing into my arm.


heaven.

nothing can top my last entry.

too bad making perogies is so time consuming - i'd do it every fucking day if that wasn't the case.

Maribou Stork Nightmare (by the one and only Irvine Welsh) is wonderful. i remember seeing an interview with him on SG not too long ago and a few people mentioned that that was their favourite of his - and now i know why.

i made perogies.



allll by myself. gosh was it ever tiring!

they were sooooooooooooooooo tasty though. practically exactly what i remembered in my pre-vegan days.

-satisfied sigh-

2AM is for drunken vegan burritos.

things feel a little unsettled right now. i'm anxious about everything, but i can rationalize that nothing is really *wrong*. generalized anxiety is the best.

it might help if i had a cute girl to make out with. -sigh-


heh.