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its my birthday, and against all odds, im ok with it :) and pretty stoked about several shows of love from unexpected sources :)
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SO

Should I move back to bellingham? I have many arguments for staying in Oly or moving back, and I have to decide soon. It's freaking me out so I thought I would ask you guys.
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PEOPLE WHO ARE COMING TO MY PARTY TOMORROW. (this could be YOU!)

Alrighty kids, the moment is almost here! I wanted to check in with all of you who are coming tomorrow (PARTY, REMEMBER?), and post some things to remember.

A: COME. BRING YOUR COOL FRIENDS.
2: DRESS UP. Look here for inspiration. http://images.burningman.com/index.cgi?q_photog=&q_category=&q_keyword=&q_year=2008
THWEE: You do not need to, but are encouraged to, bring presents/alcohol/a bit of cash to help with donations at the AWESOME BAR and to make my birthday as good as it SHOULD BE!!!
D: ROCK YOUR FUCKING FACE OFF. ( this, in Claire language, means DANCE MOTHERFUCKERS!)

starts at 8, show up earlyish (from 7:30-9) and we will have a costuming booth where you can decorate yourself and your friends.

IT IS NOT TO LATE FOR YOU TO DECIDE TO COME!! Just let me knoooow!!! Rides are being worked out from Bellingham and I will be calling people tomorrow.

WOOOO IM SO FREAKING EXCITED YOU CAN START GETTING EXCITED NOW. SEE YOU THERE!!!
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Uh huh Uh huh.

It is my birthday. One of the greater things about a birthday is being able to go around and say it's your birthday. I am in Bellingham, and I am not sure what I am doing in case anyone has been waiting for me to turn 21.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLAIRE


why thank me.
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HEY, YOU!!



YES, YOU. And I will be hunting down those of you I really miss....SO DON'T THINK YOU CAN SHIRK YOUR DUTIES!!

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Happy Birthday to me.

"Its my birthday and I will cry and not be able to make rent and starve if I want to"...or if I don't want to.

Bitch Bitch Bitch.

My job, that I got today, is 4 hours a week. At less then 8 bucks an hour. This wasn't supposed to happen. I can't pay 400 dollars of rent. I can't pay for school. I have to move and I have no money. This job was supposed to help everything. I am so fucked. Scared enough to be ranting on LJ apparently.

And besides that, it is my own personal hell. It is all highschoolers who are more competent at this job then me, because they don't hate the national WHORE-DAY that people call Halloween. AND I WAS PLACED BEHIND THE BALLOON COUNTER AT 8:30 THIS MORNING. With four people filling balloons around me. I am deathly, irrationally afraid of helium balloons. I actually had to keep myself from crying. And I was there for four and a half hours, hung over and hungry. I had to help customers. I did not wear the "dress code requirements" because when I got hired they did not TELL ME TO. I had to watch two hours of "the art of selling" "harassment in the workplace" "lost children" and "welcome to party city". Fucking fuck.

Man, why can't life just give me a break today. Its my birthday.

Thank you Devyn, and everyone who helped to make my birthday party last night wonderful, and a memory that helps me deal right now.

And I'm fucking starving myself slowly. I hate it. I hate being so....malnourished and weak.

ok. </bitch>
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SO

A: That last post was made by some mad alter ego of mine, I think.

and 2: I am in Bellingham, dunno if any of you care anymore but I thought I would throw it out there where everyone in Bellingham will read it.
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"I am a slitty sicker!"

It was like Fear & Loathing in Ethel ... and all the other billions of places we went today, where EVERYONE looked EXACTLY the same, we had three females clerks in a row and they were all THE SAME MOTHERFUCKING PERSON. Then something made of fuckhead and death flew into Devyn's eye I was started to get delirious and dehydrated from heat exhaustion.

Up UNTIL then everything was cool, though.

Now, things are composed entirely of gross, sweat, newsprint grime, sweat, dehydration, hunger, thirst, and sunstroke with a heaping layer of sunburn.

That is a fucking mean job.

BORED!!?!!!!!

me: MY GOD
Devyn: whats up?
me: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
NEED TO DO SOMETHING
Devyn: wanna play ddr?
me: NO!!
Devyn: well, what woiuld you like to do?
me: die
right now
epically
Devyn: lets start a suicide club
me: YAAAYY
Devyn: wOOOO
me: AAAAAAAAAAAa
MUST GO JUMPING!!
Devyn: GOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooo
into trains!!!!!!!!
me: YAAAAYY
Devyn: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOAOAOOOOAOA
me: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Devyn: ooooooooooooo

Devyn is busy. You may be interrupting.
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