the misadventures of las mamacitas

fuck it, i am eating these cookies....
i said to the last 4 thin mints. mum gave me one box of thin mints and one box of somoas for vday, sadly at this very moment i shall consume the very last cookie.

oh it is glorious.
they almost lasted awhile. my love for cookies is just too strong. no willpower whatsoever. especially for girl scout cookies. gaarrgllggh.

stayed at my job for so long because i love the people i work with. came to realize this week that every single one of us has reached the end of our tether and are seriously considering quiting if someone looks at us the wrong way. too bad there aren't any jobs round these parts. i have tried.

i am having trouble with authority figures in recent months. esp. those who think they are better than everyone else on the planet and believe me to be some idiotic college kid. they call us kids. hey shitface, i have a degree bitch. yes it was a bullshit degree but i have it none the less so please, bitch please, shut the fuck up.

i hate making cakes.

las mamacitas - 1:50 AM

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

today i realized i haven't been truely happy for two years. maybe longer, but that's the last time i was actually enjoying myself. breathing. taking it all in. it was so new then, such an adventure. now i'm chewing burnt up toast. but i guess that's what growing up is. the more you go through the more miserable you become? the more crap you can look back on and.... i love that fucking train. why does it bother announcing that it's teetering by while everyone is sleeping at 2 am?
comforting though. like clockwork. mines been busted for years. it was that damn mad hatter shoving all that jam in it. but MUSTARD?? no, not mustard! that's just silly!!!!

did you ever want to wrap yourself up in someone else's voice? i think i shall go cuddly under a lovely thom blanket.

las mamacitas - 1:45 AM