kris10

happy 2006.


my entire life is falling apart.


please excuse my behavior from here on, because i am giving up.

the prez wants an update. here you go bitch.


i was thinking about ending it right there, but eh..got nothing else to do.

xmas is in a couple days. this is how many presents i have bought so far: 0. actually, i have my mom's birthday present done. so 1. tomorrow will be insane shopping day with money i don't really have. my mom and...
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give me a minute.


ahhh poop.


discuss.

edit: i will be gone for the weekend. leave love for me to come back to. winter makes me depressed.

remember when i said drunk kris10 and modes of communication doesn't work? well here you go you bastards.

1. have a crush on two people i shouldn't. one is a bad crush, the other i am getting over.
2. weird guy at the bar said...
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dorky and romantic event of sunday: watching 90s movies while discussing them online with presidentnumber2. can't hardly wait and empire records have the best lines.

WHY Y'ALL GOTTA WASTE MY FLAVA? DAYUM!

my name's not fucking warren!

anyone who does not enjoy these two classic films should be shot in the face. but i'm not violent or anything.


today was a beautiful day. the...
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my mother on my recent weight gain, and seeming widening of my hips: aww, kristen, you finally hit puberty!


i changed desks at work, and no one can see my moniter. also i am hidden in the corner, under the window. this makes me joyous.


i have nothing else to report, except that phones and drunk kris10 are still not friends, but i felt an...
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it has been decided that while intoxicated, i am no longer allowed near modes of communication, ie, my computer, the phone, other people.

i have taken a break from cleaning the disaster that is my room to share this with the world.

my father's thoughts on various bands.

*alexisonfire "i'll give them something to scream about."
*chiodos "are you killing a cat?"
*saves the day "he's going to do what to my eyes?"
*rise against "that guy hurts my ears."
*alkaline trio "no comment."

the things that are the worst for us taste so sweet. i don't want to..but i do. the things i wish for, and the things i convince myself of..horrible.


i just want to crawl into my bed, and cuddle with popples, and listen to music as i drift to sleep.


but my bed is covered with crap, and the task of dumping it all on...
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it's now two.


i want applause. now damnit.


[also, is it really pathetic that i am giggly today? like really pathetic, or just so-so pathetic?]