I got the Subway Club and this is what I put on it:
Lettuce
Pickels
Jalepenos
Honey Mustard
Lite Mayo
Pepper Jack cheese
and I found a packet of hot sauce when I got to work and put that on it too.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm knocked up or something.
EDIT: heart.burn.holy.hell.



I had my camera with me in the car the other day and took some pictures as I was driving home. It suddenly hit me that I live in a beautiful place, in it's own way. I felt a quick little zing of regret that, once again, I was leaving. I know that where I'm headed will have trees that turn gorgeous colors, a horse in a pasture, flowing fields of corn, but it won't be mine. It will belong to some other person that grew up there.
But hey, at least now I'll have a Taco Bell 2 minutes away.


Upper left hand corner, my childhood bedroom window. I smoked many a cigarettes and bowls out of that window. It's now my little brothers.
And don't you love my mom's gay ceramic squirrel hiding in the dead leaves? Awesome.


Click to make this one bigger, there is a horse or 2 hiding.

Today I purchased a laptop. I know, welcome to 2007 and all that. I think I'm pretty much the only person I know that didn't have a computer, but there was no cable internet available at my old place. Now that I can actually check my email without waiting oh... I don't know, 27 minutes to log in, I decided to buy one.


My cat, Crusher, has diabetes. I just found this out a few days ago and it sucks more than you think. I had just found him a new home, and of course now they don't want him. I can't blame them, the food and/or insulin he will need is expensive. I just don't know what to do. I should not be this stressed out from a cat, but I am.

Sorry, Big Crush.