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The Cat Likes Us More

 Our roommates' cat seems to enjoy our company more so than its owners. I find that sort of thing tends to happen with every person's cat I live with. Maybe it's because I'm an overly sensitive creature and animals pick up on that energy. Yesterday I cried for a bit while laying in bed and she came up to me and laid down next to me. We both took a long nap together. Even now she is laying in bed with us.
On another note, we went out and purchased new bed sheets and a couple other essentials we have been needing. It's nice that I have been making enough money to be able to do such things. Although I should be worried about paying back my debt to the bank and credit card.

I got pretty livid at Nik last night. Due to him driving home drunk, which he had promised me previously that he would not ever do such a thing. For him to break that promise makes me worried about what other things he could break. We made up this morning. He told me that no matter what bullshit we go through it doesn't compare to all the good that we have together and I'm thankful and happy that he realizes that. I am very much in love with him.

Well, it's bed time. Yet I am definitely not even close to being sleepy so I will probably read a few chapters in the booking I am reading, that usually does the trick.

Until next time.... 

Feb. 3rd, 2012

its not that important so I'll remind you later.


wow a lot has happened since that last entry....too much and not enough time to go through all of it. talk about three years worth or shit.
Atleast I can pin point out a few things
* I've gotten clean off the drugs (except weed but that will never change)
* I'm practically married to A sexy man
* I've been working
* I haven't traveled in over two years.

an update

its been 66 weeks according to livejournal since i last updated.
not that i expect anyone to read this i just needed a place to vent that no one had any connection to me.
went traveling. fell in love with New York City LES Manhattan. Fuck Eugene Oregon.
But I'm moving to boston in a couple days man. But i have a friend with a five bedroom house. I have a room thats mine!
all MINE with a boyfriend. Thats hot as hell but did some shady shit in the past in NYC. Plus I'm at the point at my life where relationships or boys dont mean a goddamn thing to me i live with them and live without I pretty much live better without them.
anyway...i'm done.

Jul. 22nd, 2007

I'm Smoking a Bowl.
I think everyone should add me on Myspace
Like Miss Zianna and Jared and Jenn YEAH YOU GUYS! ADD ME NOW
http://www.myspace.com/rockze40oz
I love coming

Ugh

Oh Amber.....
You'll be missed.

lost with no way to hitchike

Staying up late with cocaine headaches.
Watching my life pass by with nothing working out.
Disconnected, Selfish, depressed in Eugene Oregon.
Waiting for someone or something to save me..............



Nothing will save me from this but myself.

depression should be illegal

so its easter not like anyone hasn't noticed. anyway i want to take some acid today and go to the graveyard. just to escape from reality. i miss my boy. he took off to cali with his best friend. supposedly he'll be back in a week but a part of me feels that he'll find another hottie in cali and stay there with her and leave me in this awful place called EUGENE. I'm simply tired of the Untied States in general. but i truly feel that if i lived anywhere in the world i wouldn't be satisfied. i'm just tired of everyone and drama and just have emotions in general.
i'm SO negative shoot me!
-god bless the miss mother fucking Z

Apr. 7th, 2007

haven't updated in a while. its just because i dont have a computer. so like times like these i go to my sisters house and post an entry. growing up and being an adult sucks, most of my stresses is money thats pretty lame.
being etarded, staying up late.
Being broken hearted, in eugene.

Ugh

My boring Life
Starring Moi
Miss Zy
Going out of my mind cause
I have to wake up at 9 tomorrow. BOOHOO i know OH so early
but its early enough for me to get all bent out of shape about.
I can hear three other people in the room next to me trying to put up a fan. I.E. A mohawk has different ways of putting up thingies.
One is called Liberty Spikes another is called a Fan.
Supposedly Incapable people need two others to help them put up their Fan for the sake of fashion jesus christ.
Actually I DONT CARE I'm just having a nervy spazm cause my boyfriend is the one helping with the Fan wotsit and not being with me
CAUSE WE ALL KNOW ITS ABOUT ME!
ME ME ME ME ME. no no i'm joking really
I am.
I got one of those looks from him earlier
cause I was looking at "antidream Star"'s entry you know PRIVATELY looking at Jenns piccies when he looks over my shoulder and is like "whos that" so i SHOOED him away THATS RIGHT that little hand wave you give people when you know you dont want them around and what not. Anyway the Death Laser Glare gets to me
Ta ta for know loves
Miss ZY