My Little Nest

Okay, so I went up to Ship last weekend, which was brilliant even if it wasn't quite long enough of a stay. Vagina Monologues went well, except for the one night when I actually smoked a fag because I was in so much pain and April actually let me. But, anyway, I got to spend some much needed time with Roomie and everyone.

I bought fuzzy handcuffs ^.^

New desktop computer also, so yay.

Today Da and I met with the bloke from OVR about funding driving lessons and/our job and/or placement. I got to admit all my weaknesses to a complete stranger. You can tell how thrilled I was about that. >.<

Umm...writing and RP-ing is taking over my otherwise boring life, and ficathon is seriously trying to kill me or something. Want to know why? One of the prompts this week? Bloodletting. *headdesk*

Makes me wish hecticity was around, if for nothing but laughing over the irony of it.

irishbabe3110 Is trying to drag me back into the circuit more often...and I'm actually considering it. Someone slap me?

This is what happens when I get dragged out to run the Brit. circuit all night and my brain won't shut up afterwards and then I get forced up to do "Blue Bracelets" again (Would anyone mind if I killed Josie?). Usual lyricy/poetry bits apply. Don't like, don't read.

( One Foot In The Grave )

I hate this. princessstarr, sailormewmew, velvetbonsai, dreamgirl18, April, and everyone else from there are back at Ship and I am stuck here.

This royally blows. *sulks* I need some Busted to make me feel better. *prances off to YouTube* Helps, but this still sucks.

Why does my health have to suck so much? Everyone else is at college, being healthy, and I'm here. stuck somewhere between healthy and sick as hell.

Oh, and want to know what my new assignment is? Taking my groupie on and off the bus some days. Wow. Thrilling. I can hardly contain myself.

You know what? Fuck it. I'm done wishing. Order-girls, who has the sodding calendar for the circuit? I'm done sitting at home and sulking. I'm restless, and if I can't be with my friends at college then I'm going to party my sodding brains out here.

Where's my Rob Zombie? *prances off again* Better.

Sorcha, give me my earrings back! Micheal, get me on the calendar, Natalya, give me back my bloody Rammstein album.