blustocking | living in the 50's, waiting on the 60's

Finally saw Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind and it was beautiful. Seriously beautiful. I saw it with Ian and his dad and I had to fight back tears 3 times. Jim Carrey wasn't annoying at all.

That said, birth control makes me a crazy woman and I hate it. I'm all fucking paranoid, jealous, distrusting, and moody...basically PMS x10. Not that Ian is seeing much of it, because I'm not that much of an asshole. It's bad(and good) that he's so intuitive. I can't really hide anything from him, about how I feel. He just kinda senses it. Which sucks in this instance because I'm not really able to separate real feelings from B.C.-induced mood changes. I really hate this and I hope it regulates soon. Goddamned estrogen.

Job hatred continues. I swear that every call I took today came from someone in the South. You may understand my frustration.

Still haven't heard from KU on the status of my re-admittance.

I made a small comicy thing the other day about Rock-Out Jesus. \m/