i hope to be in a car wreck. both Traci and I got worked over pretty good and my car is a gonner. i can't speak for her, as she had to catch her flight a couple hours later, but i'm bruised from my head to my shins. eventhough, i wasn't to blame, i still feel enourmous guilt that it happened. all the fun we had the past week will sort of be overshadowed by the current pain. :(

i'm looking forward to writing up all our adventures when my internet isn't being a cunt...and my hand has healed.

p.s. i can't leave without mentioning that Sweeney Todd was amazing. David Hess & Ben Eakley are so my new crushes. can't wait to post pix.

Today starts my week of road trips with traciesloca. :D Photos and daily reports to come.

http://www.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=10751336
I want this cat. a 10 yr old, declawed, spayed, and microchiped cat is the ideal choice for me. we'll see how much money i have after vacation.

I just saw Greg Jbara in a commercial. :D

damn, Isaac. <3

¿ʞuıɥʇ noʎ op ʇɐɥʍ .sıɥʇ ǝʞı1 sǝıɹʇuǝ ʎɯ 11ɐ ǝʇıɹʍ ʎ11ɐʇoʇ p1noɥs ı

i realized something very disturbing yesterday. i drove to knoxville to renew my car tags and do some shopping. i ended up spending atleast $250. that killed me. considering the tag was $60 and gas $40, it wasn't that bad, but still. i hate spending money on myself, eventhough i didn't splurge. i didn't buy dvds, cds, or anything trivial. i bought new pillows, sheet sets, work shoes, some groceries, stuff like that. and it just hit me. i'm EVERYTHING i hate about my mother. she never took care of herself either. i've needed to have a cavity filled for about 6 months, and i need to get my foot x-rayed...but something won't let me. the value i put on myself is so low. and i know it translates to everything i do. i need to start putting myself out there in a positive way.

i swear i saw a ufo last night. well, something like it. i had just gone to bed. i was all caffeined and ice creamed up, so i was just laying there staring out the window. i have blinds so all i could see was the moon light through the tiny closed slats. but all of a sudden, it looked like a shooting star fell from the top of the window all the way to the bottom. it was a smooth, slow-ish motion. now, keep in mind there is an RV about 10 feet away from me. so, laying down, i can still see about 4 inches of the top of it in my window. so for something to fall the whole length of my window, and not vary any, it's impossible. and there's no street to show car lights, besides it was only one ball of light anyway. i was sooooo scared, i couldn't even look out the window or move. i just layed there staring, and listening. i was so ready to start screaming at any little thing. it was so hard to go to sleep, i was literally holding my eye lids open at one point. haha. but since Xena would've barked if anything was there, i finally calmed myself down. eerie.


more cat pictures

'cause that's what i feel like.

apparently, you can add deppression onto the previous happenings. i hate these mood swings. i go from lethargic to tearing up in a second.

hate it.

karma's a bitch. when so many things go wrong...i don't think it's coincidence. this has been an awful 2 weeks for me. i failed at life yesterday. a series of events just triggered one right after another, leading up to the big one yesterday...so, yeah, i fully believe it's my bad karma. i've been so looking forward to seeing Hanson again. especially, since i didn't know about the walks last time. i was all geared up, had EVERYTHING i could possibly need, even aired up all my tires in advance. long story short, i got massively lost on my way to the venue (about 5 times total!! that's no coincidence!) and i missed the walk. i found the venue just as they got back, i assume, as i drove past and saw Taylor standing in the middle of an island of girls with his megaphone. i'm really heartbroken about it. i've always suppored AIDS charities and would have loved to have taken the walk with them and head more about their trip to Africa. and with the stress of the day/not eating/having a cold, i had a massive headache and didn't even get to fully enjoy the show later that night. well, plus the fact it was at a nightclub...where if you're short, you're screwed. i did, however, get a good clip of the end of the show. whenever my internet will stay connected for more than a couple minutes, i'm going to youtube it. i know everything (that i did mention) is pretty vague, but i really feel like i've learned a lesson. it's sad that i had to lose such a memorable experience to learn it.