snow

my degree took me 6 years and all it does for me is decorate my home office. careful not to go that route. i work 3 different jobs and i'm 30 years old [today]. will i work 4 by 40?! i figure it will all work itself out eventually. hopefully, sooner vs. later. i spend too much time worrying about it, tho. like it's my job, but i surely don't get paid to do that either.

Careers are overrated. I much prefer a practice or a hobby.
I'll be in school for many more years to come before I might acquire a "career".

dear Snow,
After reading your last few blogs I want to:
-apologize for writing trivial drivel by comparison,
and
-ask *why* is it that comments made by people who don't know shite about you bug you so much.

Call me a fascination whore, but those are the things about people that fascinate me to no end. I'm curious, but not so much that it will kill this kitty should an answer not be found.

Oh, and just for shits n giggles, I have First Nation and french roots on my mom's side traceable to the Pembina Ojibwe south of Canada, a misfit band of natives, european fur traders and their offspring called Mtis near Winnipeg, and all the way back to a town called La Rochelle-Aunis on the Atlantic coast of France where a GigagreatgreatGrandma was born in 1560-something. So maybe we're cousins

I appreciate the constant honesty in your posts. I could get existensial on you but I won't. I mean, can we ever really know anyone? And can anyone really know us? Probably not. The question is, who has your back? That's all I care about. I don't think I'm at zero but it's definitely less than a handful in my case.

I usually don't read blogs... but I was curious about 'the' tat. Now, I really don't care. I'm just kinda bummed and pissed off about people being mean and obnoxious.

Cheer up cutie... even if all the bad stuff they said was true, you could still be my evil queen.

I kinda like the rain..there is something relaxing about it. I like warm rain though not the cold half snow rain. I hope to move out to the west coast sometime soon, I'm in dire need of change. Check it out theres nothing better than a short haird lady with IBTs. Watch Grindhouse.

Is there any other way to watch that movie?

I had a patient tell me my tattoo was a stamp from the devil himself. It made me feel special. Is there a reason you took them all out?

sent message...

Ahh fuck those people, they're just jealous. I feel your pain though. I only weigh 121lbs and I'm 5'11. No matter what I do, I can't gain any weight, or when I miraculously do, I can't keep it on. Usually when that happens, I get really depressed.

Like this summer for instance, three months it too me to gain a whopping 30 lbs, and that was going on a really grueling diet and training regiment (lots of protein and a construction job), but then I got hurt, then broke, and in less than a month, I had lost all 30 lbs. It was suh-mo' bullshit.

It don't matter though, 'cause regardless, I look good.

As do you ma'am. So much more than I

I wouldn't have anything to worry about, ma'am.

yikes... a week later and half that beautiful white dream melted and became one with the mighty Mississip

and all the eight-foot roof-cicles pierced only snowbank, thankfully no napping dogs or mail ladies

I was wondering what that b represented.

Chasing? Clearly i'm not in the know.

Electricity is good.

I never get a good nights sleep, it sucks.

Can't seem to turn the brain off, I jsut need to drink more...

Snow.

We have lots of that here now. Nothing like those poor bastards in NY.

There is a Muenster cheese from the co-op that konks me out, especially when grated over organic nachos. Some folks get addicted, constipated and gain 30 pounds. Casomorphins, mmm. Blecch.