ohhhh man, he's so good looking! And we're going out tonight!

I feel really silly about my emotional ups and downs. It will be fixed in good time.

le sigh.

I don't think I am. I keep telling myself over and over that I'm not. But if I'm not, then why do I keep thinking about it? I shouldn't. I really shouldn't. It'll just make me frustrated and sad (probably) and I don't need that. Not now. I've got motivation now. Now I'm feeling kinda good. Weird.

But in the midst of all this, I still dont ____ ______. Oh well. You win some, you lose some.

I miss how easy this used to be. And by easy, I really mean

This weekend blew chunks. Fat chunky chunks.
Why, you ask?
I shall tell you!
I learned so much about people that I held in high regard. People who I thought were genuine and good turned out to be total douche bags. Sex-craved douchy douches. I..
Sure. Crave sex. It's a crave-worthy thing. But don't do it with someone while you're dating someone else. Don't even hint at it. 
Maybe I'm just a little biased and jaded in the subject of infidelity. Who the fuck knows.
My friend got beat up yesterday.
I felt sick all day. And today.
It's horrible because I work with one of the sex-craved douches almost 24 hours a day, and I work with all the others almost every evening. I can't look at any of them without thinking "SCUMMY DOUCHE BAG SHITHEADS"

hahahhahah.
oh my.

In other news, the Mozart Requiem was AMAZING. FUCKING GORGEOUS. Johane totally stole the fucking show. I have never, ever cried at a local musical performance but for some reason I just bawled. So did the girl next to me. It was magical! Yay Mozart!! Yay Johane!!

I feel good about singing. High C's are no big deal anymore, and Garry told me I have a big voice and that I have to deal with it. He also told me that my voice is very flutey, and that I need to get over that. It was a frustrating coaching, but it was well worth it. For the first time in a while I'm excited to be in a transitional stage.

Hi there!

I don't do anything anymore!
I watch movies with one person!
I drank half a bottle of wine last night! Pinot Griggio!
We watched X[one] and didn't understand anything because it's not a movie! It's a tv show!
How interesting!
Harry Potter is over! Sad! (sad that that's all I wanna say about it..)
I'm going to Vancouver in a little over a month! By myself! Psyched!
I want a new fall coat!

Yesterday morning I had this dream where there were about 30 of us "Hogwarts" kids sitting around in Hogwarts trying to figure out what to do with this bacon that had the secret weapon that Voldemort needed to fulfill the prophecy concerning Harry and himself, and so Dumbledore decided that we should fry up that pack of bacon, and also fry up 100 other packs of bacon to serve as decoys, and we knew shit was gonna hit the fan when this statue of an angel on the astronomy roof started crying blood tears, and she did, and it started raining and I was sitting in the rain when she started crying blood for some reason and then I woke up. 
And 5 minutes later my mom came downstairs and said "hey Jami, I'm making bacon and eggs. Do you want some?" and then I ate bacon and eggs for breakfast.
WHOAAAAAAA
who dreams about food?

ughhhhhhhhhh

my back hurts.

I recently found a shitty quality picture of the northern lights that a dear friend gave to me in highschool. It's in a frame, now. Fancy that!

I always like coming back to livejournal and reading whatever it is I wrote last visit, but decided not to print. Makes me laugh. and realize that yes, good idea I didn't print that to the journal.
Anyone else feel that way? what?

I moved back home this weekend. Funny feeling; everything I own smells like ass. It sucks. I bought a whole bunch of smelly candles to stink the basement up even more with. Hopefully I don't burn everything down. That would totally suck for my mom when she gets back:
"oh hey mom, how was your trip?"
"wheres the house that belongs to the concrete steps you're sitting on?"
"oh, I bought candles."
That won't happen. I'm not Buster. I can handle candles.

HOLY CRAP!
APRIL IS SO EXCITING!!
WHY?
ANDREW W.K. IS PLAYING ON APRIL 12TH.
SWEEEEEEET!
Hopefully he bleeds on me! Maybe I'll just wear white, and catch it all and then wear the shirt underneath all my other shirts and become completely repulsive and smelly. YEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSss, theoretically awkward situations are awesome!

I need a full time day job soon. Anyone know of anything? Preferably sans dress-code. Dress code can shove it, anyway. Really. If you're doing an 8 hour job of selling BEER and WINE and COOLERS, why do you need to wear dress pants? "Look better than your customers", WOW. That's not hard, seeing as about 80% of the customers wear sweats and look slobby..

Anyway. Beer and Burgers at The Yard. Best Monday night ever.
Later, losersfaces.