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April 08, 2011 1:01AM

Headaches Win
  • I lived on Langarth St.
  • I worked at Windermere
  • Michelle was my Roommate


I knew I was going to get a migraine, I wrote it on Twitter to prove that I could predict it. I started feeling dizzy and my eyes hurt, and now here I am, in near unbearable pain. I've taken three extra strength tylenol and one advil, and now a sleeping pill, but I'm still in pain just sitting here. I want to get tired so I can just go to sleep.


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April 08, 2011 1:32PM

I Hate Friday
  • I lived on Langarth St.
  • I worked at Windermere
  • Michelle was my Roommate


I think Friday's are my least favorite day of the week, specifically because I wake up late, have only two or three hours to be alive, and then I have to leave for work. Not only do I have to work, but I get to work at a time where a lot of things are half done, or finished, and it's unorganised and difficult to just jump in.


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April 08, 2006 9:24AM

Threaded Goodness
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • Michelle was my Roommate


I got up a few minutes ago... about a half hour ago. I was thinking about ways for people to talk or send messages without it being a comment on an entry (if it was unrelated) and the only two things I could think of were a private message system or a message board. I figured the message board would be more fun and more used, so I decided to make it. I chose to make it threaded, since they're a dying breed, but much easier to read, especially if the user base is small.


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April 08, 2006 10:21AM

Excessive Forum
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • Michelle was my Roommate


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April 08, 2004 1:55AM

OMFG
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie


I've got all this built up tension in me and I feel like I'm going to explode very soon and just start punching things and hurting people. I'm not sure what's causing it, possibly a combination of everything surrounding me, and all the crap that's going on in my head. I'm not quite sure who I am at the moment, or what I'm doing, or who I'm doing it for. I hate my life right now, and if I could just lay somewhere, and not worry about something, i would. forever.



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April 08, 2003 10:51AM

Oh Dear Lord! It's a Slime!!
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


I haven't updated lately because my stupid rogers webspace just died and so now I have a new address.. So chances are a lot of you people won't even see this, unless I go out of my way to tell you the new address, which I WILL do.. but.. I'm lazy and all.. you know how it is. Anyway.. I seem to have gotten my sleep under control. I get up at a decent time and go to bed at a decent time as well. I like it a lot more this way.. oh so much more. I feel like I can or do actually accomplish something, rather than feeling worthless for just sleeping my damned life away.



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