I HAD TO. I'm restless at 2am and I love my friends.

( Life on Long Island Rocks. (Like, a billion pictures) )

Leaving for Potsdam (actually Lake Placid for tomorrow) in 7 hrs.

Whoa. This is real. WEEE-OOOOOOOHHHHDDD.

My friends couldn't be anymore incredible. I'm so glad that I'll have them when I come back home. Each and e'ry one of 'em, I'm sure. I've never had that sense of security before. It's great.

There's three days left to this journal before spacebeetle comes into play. I haven't decided if I want to delete a-better-pace altogether yet. [shrug]

I saw Snakes on a Plane yesterday. Changed my life. Kind of like Eric Clapton's "Layla" changed my life, except Snakes on a Plane is ten trillion times more retarded. Retarded in that lovely way that you look at a modern ( Read more... )

If I could bottle my daddy's laugh, the real laugh which only his greatest friends are capable of being rewarded, and bring it with me eight hours north to the border of America, I would in a heartbeat.

Eight hours is a long time.
And Thanksgiving's far away.
[Gulp]

( If you were wondering why I love my new MacBook... )

My grandmother is fantastic.
Me loves her.

So I went to Vermont with Jen from Monday until this evening and I got a lot out of it. To elaborate on a lot, I got to give "Chase GAPman" my phone number, I got to call people about a trillion times and not even know about it because I was so out of my skull, and I finally got the chance to know what wine flavored vomit smells like when it's ( Read more... )

I think tomorrow I might ahve my first hangover ( Read more... )

So I believe I promised Nicholas DeVito that I'd cover one of my bags in pins by the time I leave for college, and then I'd frame it and take it to school with me. However, the bag is still about 30-40% empty ( Read more... )

So yesterday was the Randall's Island trip with Alie to see Dave Matthews and other bands like Bela Fleck and the Flecktones, David Something-or-other, etc. It kicked. I'll give you the play-by-play ( Read more... )