waiting to find out if I need to work at my part time job is like waiting for school to be canceled because of snow.

realizes that anything I write can be turned into a sexual metaphor by the right (wrong?) people. For instance: "bang" & "grind." Sigh.

grinding my teeth like crazy due to stress. I'm aware I am doing but I can't seem to stop. What's up with that?

off to my consult with the surgeon today. Hopefully he can bang this face into some sort of decent shape.

nothing interesting happens to me anymore because I'm stuck at a computer for 11-12 hours a day. Grrrr!

had hit Plurk Nirvana yesterday but it smelled too much like teen spirit so I backed off.

trying to figure out how to get out this weekend.

Ung! Struggling to get back into the rhythm of going to the gym. Long work days and being sick=all my work down the drain!

keep catching "The Departed" on TV. I like watching it for the bad Bostonian accents.

there is no Katie, only Zoul!