The new LJ posting style. ((Altoids))

**emotional growl lasting two paragraphs**

**amused observation, complete with sneering snicker at self**

**sadly admitting a fault**


**pensive question**

Hey lovely.

Who's a master chef? Zach's a master chef! *dances* But fuuull, so the rest goes in the fridge for later. Oooh, practical!

Speeding tickets are the devil. For future reference (or something), I got one yesterday, coming out of Jonesboro. I finally got the court on the phone today, and she estimates my fine will be no more than $145. Grrrr. I've got a full month to scrape the cash, I don't think it will b a problem, but...I was going to use that $145 on important stuff! Moral of the story here, kiddies; drive the speed limit. It sucks, and you'll be miserable every time you get behind the wheel, but you'll die a richer person. Because yeah, money is the most important thing in the world. *cough* I stop whining now, as it was my fault.

I need to get some packing boxes. *ponders*

I need to stop downloading porn. *winces*

I really, really need to stop thinking about myself from an outside viewpoint, and just do what comes naturally to me. *snorts*



Unrelated note: I'm sleeping too much again. I almost can't help it. Ths is a bad sign, I fear. If it is my heart, well, there's not a lot I can do about it. If it's not, then I'm just being more lazy and sleepy than usual, which still sucks. No way to find out, so I'm just going to have to strengthen my resolve to NOT SLEEP in the middle of the day. :\

"Tomorrow's gonna hurt." Not-quite-random Smashmouth lyric. Ugg, Halloween. Am I ready?