urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lissie_ann Murphy's Law Takes Another Victim lissie_ann 2007-03-04T15:39:59Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lissie_ann:1043 2007-03-04T15:39:59Z 2007-03-04T15:39:59Z Hi, can someone tell me how to put a LJ Link on my posts???&nbsp; I know its a courtesy to do so, but I don't know how!&nbsp; thanks&nbsp;&nbsp; :) urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lissie_ann:862 2007-03-04T03:36:53Z 2007-03-04T03:42:20Z "Red Red Wine" UB40 I'm not going out tonight.&nbsp; I can't even summon the energy to remove myself from the bundle of blankets on my bed and do something outrageously arduous like stumble into the shower.&nbsp; Last night was rough.&nbsp; It wasn't semi-rough, which would possibly encompass something like doing drunken kareoke (I can't spell right now, that also takes energy), and tossing back a few healthy shots of Jack.&nbsp; This was much, much worse.&nbsp; From what I heard, I polished off more than half a bottle of 151.<br />Let me paint you a picture of how this morning went:<br />I woke up in my sock-monkey printed sheets, covered in peanut butter.&nbsp; Creamy Peanut Butter.&nbsp; I also found a spoon under my electric blanket.&nbsp; Apparently, I had a bit of a midnight snack-attack, and polished off half a jar of Jiff before passing out.&nbsp; This is all hazy, I recall coming home, but not inhaling a pound of Jiff.&nbsp; Anyways, I also managed to come home without my shoes.&nbsp; My brand new patent leather pumps.&nbsp; Gone....&nbsp; I have no idea where my shoes are, or how they got off my feet. This could be why we see lonely shoes lying in the road. I am thinking that it might be possible that these shoes were previously worn by a drunk person, who overzealously tossed them out a car window or stumbled out of them at some point, forgetting to put them back on. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lissie_ann:714 2007-02-16T21:35:30Z 2007-02-16T21:35:30Z music? whaaaa? I don't get it- enlighten me?? So, here I am, knee deep in thoughts, and yet right now, I find that they don't flow as easily without the sound of my pen scratching across a line of paper.&nbsp; Oh well, I guess I'll do the best that I can, and if this ends up sucking as much as Paris Hilton on a Saturday night, I have only myself to blame!&nbsp; <br />I am a Psych student, but that may all be heading towards the dump, as I have decided to start looking into Massage Therapy.&nbsp; I just don't know if I can deal with the fact that I have at least two more years of school in order to be any sort of authority on Psych and counseling and all that mess.&nbsp; Besides, I really want to massage hairy men for a living...&nbsp; I kid, I kid.&nbsp; From Freud to Five-Element Shiatsu.&nbsp; This career epiphany might have been a little more useful, before I didn't waste a shit load of money on a college education.&nbsp; <br />Ok, I will update this later, once I figure out how to use everything...&nbsp;&nbsp; buh bye now