Turn around Bright Eyes

every now and then i fall apart

july 25 - want to start

i'm thinking i should write daily again, even though i don't feel like it and my writing prowess to wax lyrical (or tear down) about anything has gone south. time has no meaning for me these days, the only way to remember time is by recalling events.

went to see a new baby (qaleesha qaira) yesterday. she pooped and then farted in front of guests(including me). we should all feel lucky, right?

more thoughts on hp7part2: helena bonham carter does a GREAT hermione. she's seriously awesome, that one.

today i confessed, "it's no fun going to work anymore, with all these problems with vendors." and i have a HORRIBLE headache.