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chiklita

Just woke up from a 10 hour nap. If I could take these naps every day I would. Sleep = <3

It's hard to update livejournal, twitter, tumblr, a magazine, and my blog at the same time. I'm going to have to drop one, I think.
My bird somehow got out of his locked cage while I wasn't looking last night. This isn't good.
I think the words on my tombstone will read: "I need a drink." Because something tells me I'll be saying that many, many times.
Who needs to know about Anatomy and Physiology anyway? I mean seriously.
Guess who's going to fail her first test for Anatomy and Physiology tomorrow?
I detest McCain/Palin as much as anyone (with sense) but really, can we all just relax on the Palin articles/theories? Please?
I have an orange band-aid on my finger.
Wearing my new black elderly walking shoes for work. Proudly, might I add.
Unfortunately listening to a spanish soap opera blaring in the living room. My door is closed but it's pointless. My family is deaf.
My second day on the job and I already want it to lick my balls. I wish money wasn't a necessity. I'd be a lot happier, that's for sure. :C
I love going to sleep without taking off my eye makeup so that when I wake up my eyes are glued shut.
Classes begin tomorrow. I shall stay up like a responsible adult and wake up tired and cranky just in time for class. Yay!
I really should think about things real hard before I make decisions. That's what grown ups do, right? Right.
I got the job! I love money, but I hate working for The Man, man.
Final interview later on today. Here's to not fucking it up last minute.
It's been raining for the past six hours straight, my yard is flooded, but inside I'm baking cookies like it's another day.
Still alive. Praying to the god of weather to get me through tonight. If there was an Olympic medal for Pessimism, I'd take the gold.
Oh hai there, Fay. Nice of you to come by and RAPE US ANALLY WITH YOUR HIGH-SPEED WINDS AND RAIN. GO. AWAY.
Last night's dip in the pool felt surprisingly great. Can't wait to do that again. Without all the lightning, of course.