March 15, 2002 :: 12:10 a.m.
broken email makes me sad
Grrr. Hotmail is down. Bastard. How am I supposed to keep a firm grasp on my sanity when I can't check my email every 15 minutes? Honestly people, have some sympathy for the poor girl with the email OCD, will ya? Christ.
Besides, Adam said he emailed me and that's delightful. I don't get much email unless it's from Adam, Amanda, or those relentless junk mail miscreants. I get a lot of credit card offers, and a lot of porn for some reason. Not actual porn, mind you, but fake porn. Like things with "Hot Teen Girls" or "Hey, it's Bunny, remember me? I've got something to show you!" in the subject line, and then a link to something in the email. Whatever. I did not ask for this porn. The point is that I don't get a lot of email, and so when I suspect that I might have a piece, I want it, dammit. So Hotmail needs to stop being a dumb bitch and let me in.
Blah. I felt rather despondent tonight, for some reason. I can't pinpoint why. Possibly because I had a hawaiian blizzard for dinner, which served as a reminder of just how grotesque I really am. I am foul. I seriously have the worst eating habits ever. And the worst part is that I can't even blame anyone else for it! Dammit. It sucks when the only person responsible for your beastliness if yourself.
Downloading Teddy Thompson songs that aren't on the CD. It's a fun time. Would be more fun if my computer wasn't so slow. Would be a near-orgasmic experience, even, if Hotmail would stop being a bitch. No such luck, though. Harumph.
I wish to be thin. Fairy Godmother, hop to it.
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