Hey. It's 1:12 am, and a little goth geek girl has turned 20. A major accomplishment indeed.
Actually it's been a pretty nice turning, I had a few great conversations today and debates which got by blood running... I felt inspired for the first time in weeks, not to mention lingering pleasure from a wild weekend of debauchery
Only half surprised my roommate was once again MIA in the middle of the night, I unlocked my room and turned on the light looking forward to another night of blissful solitude and nocturnal activity, er generally involving the computer. I walked over to the computer to find a)a note that my mom had called, and b) a mixed jazz cd from my roommate! Then I went online to find that one of my favorite stories had finally been updated. So I'm grinning like an idiot and feeling the need to spout nonsense online.
It occurs to me that this journal entry isn't terribly informative for a first entry, other than to suggest I use a lot of akward nerdy phrases like "It occurs to me..."
Well. I'm 20. I'm happy. I've got a shitload of work to do. So I'm going to go work on my writing, read a bit, then consider doing work.
And of course look at some hot women.
Actually it's been a pretty nice turning, I had a few great conversations today and debates which got by blood running... I felt inspired for the first time in weeks, not to mention lingering pleasure from a wild weekend of debauchery
Only half surprised my roommate was once again MIA in the middle of the night, I unlocked my room and turned on the light looking forward to another night of blissful solitude and nocturnal activity, er generally involving the computer. I walked over to the computer to find a)a note that my mom had called, and b) a mixed jazz cd from my roommate! Then I went online to find that one of my favorite stories had finally been updated. So I'm grinning like an idiot and feeling the need to spout nonsense online.
It occurs to me that this journal entry isn't terribly informative for a first entry, other than to suggest I use a lot of akward nerdy phrases like "It occurs to me..."
Well. I'm 20. I'm happy. I've got a shitload of work to do. So I'm going to go work on my writing, read a bit, then consider doing work.
And of course look at some hot women.
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wait... posted in march? nevermind then because you probably won't read this
[Edited on Dec 10, 2003 4:07AM]
It's 1:35 am, there's nearly 2 feet of snow burying my car outside, and my alarm is set for 5 am.
Future Plans: Look at naked chicks. Wish I had a girlfriend. Make mental note to get fucked. Sleep. Work. Get fucked.
::feel mental capacity shrivelling::