Monday, March 19, 2001~~07:13 p.m.
"i'm selfish, right?"

i can't move

well, shit on me...the clock on this thing is right. imagine that. and i've only waited for that, since, oh, i don't know, MAY!?!?!? wow. life is slow like that.

i can't move...i'm so full. steak, scalloped potatoes, field peas and sauteed mushrooms...dinner. i seriously can't move...i'm so freakin full. now all i need is a couple beers and i'll be happy. oh, and some wonderful company. i'm going stir crazy...i've been stuck in this house since yesterday morning...ALL day, both days. damn...i need to get out, or else it'll be, look out world, abby's going insane!!

there's something special to her, she's not just another whore

phred is irritating me...he's all itchy and shit...i just wish the scab would hurry and fall off...then he would stop itching!! oh well...it's all good.

i had a self-revelation today...you know, like i don't have enough of those already. but this one was something that i've heard before. i'm selfish. no, don't try to make me feel better, just let me get through it. i'm really selfish. i think everyone should just revolve around me. i'm not really bitchy about it, but i don't always voice what i'm thinking either. i hate having plans broken, i hate having promises broken, and i hate it when people feel bad when they shouldn't. i just have quite a few pet peeves. does that make me a bad person? hell i don't know.

when i'm walking, i strut my stuff, and i'm so strung out. i'm high as i kite, i just might, stop to check you out.

abby

quote:
"The fastest way to succeed is to look as if you're playing by somebody else's rules, while quietly playing by your own."