Just Jo

Tuesday, February 22nd, 2022

Time:

2:22 am.

Woo! Friends only journal. Comment to be added. I'll spruce up this entry laters. Lotsa work trying to make this thing completely friends only entries. *dies*

I also have myspace...
(yep, I'm a myspace loser, too)

( Isn't there always more? )

Comments: 19 quenched the fire - drown in good intentions.

Friday, January 13th, 2006

Time:

9:41 pm.

Stop spreading rumors.

Fucking bastards.

Comments: 2 quenched the fire - drown in good intentions.

Thursday, November 24th, 2005

Time:	8:56 am.
Mood:	annoyed.
Music:	12 Redneck Days of Christmas.

Fuck Thanksgiving in the ass. I hate this fucking holdiay, and this one, of all holidays, I have to 'celebrate' twice. For chrissakes.

I hope all of you have a pleasant day, with all your family.

All your family griping and ripping on you, and hating you, and saying mean things, or cornering you just so that they can badger you in private. Or maybe they'll corner you and your SO so you can be humiliated in front of them. Or maybe it'll be your SO who gives you the cold shoulder or humiliates you in front of everyone. Or maybe you'll just be that good and do it your damn self.

And you know what the best part of all of this is? It doesn't just happen on Thanksgiving #1 and Thanksgiving #2. It happens on Christmas Eve and both Christmas Days. Because I have two of those fuckers, too.

Happy holidays everyone.

Comments: drown in good intentions.

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005

Time:

12:34 am.

Oh. My. Gah.

I want. This bumper sticker:

Welcome to America. Now speak English.

You have no idea how proud I would be to sport this on every inch of my car. And on everyone else's car.

Comments: drown in good intentions.

Thursday, February 3rd, 2005

Subject:	My god, why do you say that I "pop" them? I don't pop the pills, I take them and I eat them.
Time:	5:52 pm.

A blonde and brunette are standing in an elevator.
The blonde turns to the brunette, smiles, and says, "T.G.I.F."
The brunette frowns and replies, "S.H.I.T."

Startled, the blonde shakes her head and says, "No. T.G.I.F."
The brunette merely replies - "S.H.I.T."

Finally the blonde turns to her. "Look. T.G.I.F. Thank God it's Friday."
The brunette grins and says, "S.H.I.T. Sorry, hun, it's Thursday."

Comments: 1 quenched the fire - drown in good intentions.

Wednesday, January 5th, 2005

Subject:	My silence is my self-defense.
Time:	5:54 pm.
Mood:	thirsty.

Stolen From LJ User: barbieisfat

Post anything that you want (in comments), and post it anonymously. Anything. A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love -- anything. I would like it to be what you think of me, though, mostly. Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice if you'd like. Then, put this in your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your LJ) have to say.

Comments: drown in good intentions.

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