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October 3rd,
2009 11:23 am
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That is all.
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May 26th,
2009 7:57 am
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So I tried not to be. But turns out I'm actually pretty upset I didn't get to go.
Go figure. -_-
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April 18th,
2009 12:10 am
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And once again, I find myself with time to think. As we all know, this never ends well.
More and more lately, I've thought on the matter of relationships, and 'love.' This I believe: humans really are...what's the word that I'm looking for? I'm not sure. Foolish, perhaps? The majority of our young lives is spent looking for 'the one', that one person for whom we have undying affection that never dwindles, for the time that the two shall live. But what is this? What is this urge that causes us to yearn for the love and acceptance of another? Furthermore, why is it that I have this logic set in my head, yet can't seem to follow it? Most, if not all of my friends are happily paired off, some even married / getting married soon. Yet Tom is left alone, as is the usual. I've heard that to live is to feel. If this is truth, I honestly wish that I were dead.
As for other news, work is going fine, somewhat. I've only been there for three months, and yet I already feel as though I've hit a rut--not a good place to be. I'm sincerely hoping it passes soon.
Last week, I was backing out of a parking lot, and scraped the rear bumper of another car. In my infinite wisdom, I looked back and realizing I had hit it, panicked. And what is my first reaction? Not to stop, but to run. Fast forward to a cop showing up at my house and issuing me a summons to district court. Apparently there was someone in the car. Whoops. Goodbye $500-1000 plus court costs. And the possibility of losing my license as well. Whoopee!
tl;dr: Fuck my life.
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October 9th,
2008 11:03 pm
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Is...anybody free tomorrow? Between 6 and 9? I...really don't want to go home after work. Maybe a movie. Probably either Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist, or How To Lose Friends & Alienate People. Something funny.
I just got told Caesar, the cat that I've had, and loved, for 14 years, is getting put to sleep tomorrow while I'm at work. I'm kind of a wreck right now--tonight's going to be the last night I see my kitty. He's sitting on my lap while I type this, purring and meowing up at me like nothing's wrong, having no idea that after 9:00 tomorrow, he's never going to wake up again.
I understand that 14 is old for a cat, but...I don't know. Just...if anybody's free, please call me. I really need someone right now.


If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven, and bring you home again.
I love you Caesar. You were one of the best friends I could have asked for, and I'll always miss you. Rest in peace.
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August 14th,
2008 10:56 am
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"Dear Thomas:
Thank you for taking the time to interview for our recent opening. We are pleased that you considered Hasbro, Inc. a suitable potential employer.
We were favorably impressed with your qualifications. However, we cannot offer you further encouragement at this time as we have identified other candidates whose backgrounds are more in line with our specific requirements. We will, however, retain your resume for future consideration should appropriate opportunities develop.
Again, thank you for your interest in Hasbro, Inc. We wish you every success as you pursue your career goals."
...I really, really feel as though I've been punched in the stomach.
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July 6th,
2008 6:00 am
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So. Recap of the weekend so far:
Got kicked out of the house last night. (Friday night). More on that later.
Party tonight. (Saturday night). Holy FUCK more on that later.
For now: Sleep.
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June 9th,
2008 4:02 am
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It's. fucking. HOT. Fuck being in debt. I'm buying a new air conditioner. I can't sleep in this ;_;
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