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OMG! GREAT NEWS!

i have found BOTH pairs of misplaced silver hoop earrings in a 16 hour period.

today just got exponentially better.

i’ve been sitting in this concerned citizen’s group in my hometown that’s working to get policy reformed at the local animal shelter.  because of this, i’m subject to huge email chains between housewives and other impassioned people.

recently, i’ve been getting emails sent to me personally, addressing me by the wrong name and making no sense.  these are nasty and awful emails and have nothing to do with the animals.  they’re attacking my character for no reason other than my affiliation with someone else in the group.  i’ve never even met most of these people.

it would probably hurt me if i knew any of these people personally, maybe even more if they would stop calling me “cathy.”  i’m really just annoyed.  i joined the group because i care about the animals, and i want the ones taken in to have a shot at adoption, not just euthanization.

i’ve asked them multiple times to stop, to take me off the email lists- it’s obnoxious to have my inbox flooded with people publicly bashing eachother and losing focus.  none of these emails concern the reform anymore, it’s just a pissing contest to see who can use bigger words to insult the other side.  and now it’s being directed at me.

it’s sad to me that there are healthy animals being euthanized.  it’s even sadder that nothing is getting accomplished because these people can’t put their personal agendas and politics aside for a moment and show a united front to help some little animals that don’t have a voice.

i don’t know what to do or how to make them see they’re making the situation worse.

help!

cute boyfriend on the boardwalk
cute boyfriend on the boardwalk
my parents on the pier by their new house
my parents on the pier by their new house
my boyfriend got eaten by a shark
my boyfriend got eaten by a shark

thanks sara zucker

your gpoyw just made me realize it’s actually wednesday not thursday.

i came to florida to visit my parents, finally see their new house and everything they’ve got going on here.  i kind of don’t want to leave.

prior to this, i had gotten to a place in my head where i would be happy staying in michigan forever, but i could be just as happy moving somewhere else.  i think the uncertainty of moving is what’s keeping me in michigan- although the winters are brutal and the job market is worse, there’s something very comforting about your home state.

daniel mentioned today that we could move down here and open an ice cream shop on the boardwalk, since there doesn’t seem to be one ANYWHERE in the florida panhandle.  although i’ve always seen myself doing something creative or at least involved in something creative- i’d be just as happy, if not grinning from ear to ear on a daily basis, just scooping ice cream for tourists and living by the ocean.

maybe it’s the anxiety and hopelessness i feel about my current job situation, or maybe i really miss my parents- either way, i’m going to be coming back to ann arbor with a lot to think about.

sara is super ghey
sara is super ghey
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tsexrex:

the suicide machines - i hate everything

for my friend laura, on the day when she “hates everything.”

“no hugging trees today, cause i hate everything.”

“i hate everything. fuck you.”

awwww :) thanks tommy.

it my good friends that kept me somewhat sane today.  you’re the best.

today i hate everything

sorry if you cross my path
gpoyw.  my mom & i on my birthday edition.
gpoyw.  my mom & i on my birthday edition.

meaningful text messages

  • saraliz: i can't live w/o u
  • saraliz: lol
  • saraliz: i can't live anymoooooo
  • saraliz: i can't live. if livin is w/o u.
(via supersonicelectronic)
absolutely not true.

(via supersonicelectronic)

absolutely not true.

Live Laugh Love...enough already.

lady88:

I hate the silly obsession with LIVE, LAUGH, LOVE signage. We get it. We will do all three of these things. I don’t need a sign over a door, or a cross stitched freakin pillow or GOD FORBID a tattoo to remind me to do these three things. Seriously…enough.

 THANK YOU.