355 days after getting my permit, I am finally a girl on the move.

L-town '05 was basically the best week of my summer; it was refreshing and fun and it just felt right. Everything from the blowout at Shirk's to partying at Ferran's and Simon/Matt's to getting drunk at the Harry Potter party to sitting at the park at 10:30 just talking only to be interrogated by the popo for no reason to just cruising Mass Street ( Read more... )

Today three very tall men in matching black suits appeared at my door to talk to my parents. I thought the mafia had put a hit out on my father, but alas, I was wrong. In fact, it was the Secret ServiceWhy would the Secret Service decide to grace the peaceful Mancall-Bitel household with its intimidating presence, you ask ( Read more... )

"Kathy, I'm lost," I said, though I knew she was sleeping. "I'm empty and aching, and I don't know why."

( you see the world in black and white )

1. SUMMER! Oh, thank God.
2. CONGRATS TO EVERYONE ON CHRONICLE. I know we'll all do AMAZINGLY next year and produce a really good paper.

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I think ridiculous is the word I'm looking for.

"This is the kind of thing we'll look back on in 20 years and laugh.....or we already are." -Tiernan

edit: so, Justin and I broke up...

My first cabaret experience (or not quite cabaret as the case may be/is) was very fun indeed. I do so love choir kids.

I miss PSupp already.