as it turns out, I don't suck at improv. I'm not some godsend, but I'm doin ok. I'm kinda an unofficial captain, because i was/am the one pushing for stuff. Gord says we can compete... next year. Fuck. It's too late for me ( Read more... )

I dont care what she thinks of me. I'm sick of the manipulative bitch that she is. I'm fucking tired of being her lapdog, so I'm done wiht it, and if she doesn't like it, that's a-ok with me.

And this time, I mean it.

I think everyone except for maybe one person should be in improv.

And we need shirts. I need a slogan.

wow, if i can't even think of a slogan... i don't think i'll be much good at improv on the whole.

Great, now I'm depressed.

this could be the best day of my life.

Who the hell is fucked up to steal my cycle for autism envelope? I mean, come on, show some decency, world.

a society... not based primarily on agriculture ( Read more... )

New year. New Layout ( Read more... )

Read this in its entirety before going off and filling it out yourself. Why? Because my answers to aguynamedgoo's meme are insighful, often humorous, and occasionally heartbreaking. Also much of it does not apply to my friends.

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i like a fefe dobson song.

The world is ending... now.