beyond_rhythm

I hate random sadness...

Ok kids. This is me wasting some time while this guy finishes weedwacking my frontporch. I happened to forget about the wide open window while parading around in a rather short tshirt and nothing else. Ooopss. So, as it seems, I am stuck here crunched up inside my little bean bag chair until I get a chance to make a run for some pants without...
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This hurricane thing is breaking my heart. I've been helping out at our recreation center on campus, where we have about 600 refugees staying, playing with the kids and what not. It just kills me to be with those kids and know that they have nothing. They've lost homes, families, everything they own. I wish there was something more I could do. However, I am...
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No, your eyes do not decieve you. It really is a new entry. I FINALLY got my internet partially up again. My computer is on internet life support (you know, a million cords going a million different directions) but it is functioning. Soon, I will fix the router and all will be well in the world...except my USB port. *sigh* Ya win some, ya loose...
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Growing ever more irritated at chick who calls herself my girlfriend and will not return my calls. *sigh* Why are chicks so shady? Just tell me what's up and I'll deal with it. I just hate being avoided. Is this such a strange concept?

A wonderful close to a wonderful night. Boy's roomate plays guitar and I'm drunk enough to show off. So, I march myself into roomate's room and proceed to start jamming with him. This went on, with boy sipping water in the doorway, for about 45 minutes. I sang. I played. We harmonized. We created. We replayed. It was highly cathartic, as finding someone worth playing...
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After a lovely IM battle with my previous roomate, stretching across various away messages and a few days, I finally had an epiphany. Her last message was her declaring what a bitch I was for not sending her the money she asked for (a few days ago) overnight when she retracted her statement of need and told me to do it whenever. So, I did....
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Don't you hate it when bad relationships repeat themselves in perfect de ja vous style? Grrr...

I love corn dogs. That is all.

Dude. Someone told me I had a nice rack. Rule. I have never in my life recieved that compliment (which I should have probably taken offensively but eh...) as I have always been a smaller girl in all ways. But now, thanks to birth control, I have boobs. I am eternally grateful

I killed a spider the other day with a can of roach spray. Every time I would spray it, it would ball up for a minute and then unball itself and run. I would spray it again and it would react the same way. This happend for a solid minute or two before it finally never uncoiled.
I fought tears.
Because it broke my heart...
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Motorcycle places yet another friend in the hospital. This one, thankfully, will live, unlike the last. His passenger, however, did not have that luxury. She died this morning. What else can I say? My 6 years of growing hate for motorcycles and paranoia of friends dying leaves me sleepless in this situation...
I suppose I'll clean. Or something. Anything but think.