I hate to come back to LJ all whining again...but these are my feelings.

I am so lonely.

I miss New Mexico. I even miss Bellingham. I don't belong here. I'm not one of these people.

How to be a Californian:

1)Money comes before anybody or anything.

2)Complain about Bush from within your SUV

3)Find something to be angry about. Find something special about yourself (i.e. black, gay, asian) and find some way to exploit your status by blaming everyone else for your problems.....but DO NOT do anything to make a positive change.

4)clothes, money, cars make the man (or woman)

5)do crack....ALOT of it

6)money

7)money

8)money

9)money

10)money

I wish Melanie would have stayed here.

I wish I could take so many things back.

Everyone at my job is so frick'n mean. everyone there are a bunch of overly sensitive african americans who accuse me of being racist because I hate rap (I have feminist objections, thankyou. I have many more creative ways of finding reasons to hate each and every person at Askew Grill without falling back on something as rediculous as skin color). Now I just act really overyly ditzy and pretend I fall for the false acts of civility out of a couple of them. Not a battle worth fighting.....fine I'm a stupid little cracker bitch... Feel better you fucks? I hate my job.


My homelife is.....a warzone. We aren't really dating anymore. But we are fighting. I thought he could make me normal, picket fence, chevy corolla and shit. nope

School is wonderful though....go figure. A's and B's


"I said: this ain't no mecca man...this place is fucked" -Rancid "journey to the end of the east bay"

See, rancid knows! East bay blooooows


okay I'm silly. I just get lonely and disheartened. Maybe I'm not all that I think I am.