If you should ever find yourself stuck at home with something that feels like the plague, then I recommend listening to Jack Johnson and making some homemade lentil soup.

This is an apology to anyone who I may have yelled at or who I may yell at in the near future. This is taking affect as of 2/21/2007. You see, I am giving up smoking for lent and even though it is only the second day of fasting, I am already feeling the lack of burn, and it makes me irritable. So, you have all now been warned, and all apologized to ( Read more... )

So, tell me all your thoughts on God...
'Cause I really want to meet her.

It felt like my heart was hurting, but I just kept telling myself that it was the wrong side of my chest. And although that city I've never been to might not cure it, it sure as fuck will dull the pain.

J’étudie pour l’examen demain. Alors, à bientôt.

Some people update their livejournals too much and too frequently. I feel that entries should be insightful and introspective, and should not be posted on a daily basis. Well, now that I have provided that deep, thought provoking entry, I'm off to be cynical and hypocritical in other social realms.

They say that the hard times should be enjoyed above all else because they harden who we are. I don't know but I'll tell you when I'm on the other side ( Read more... )

Santa's not the only one making deliveries tonight, so is Domino's. Then I get to come home to an empty house. Well, maybe Santa will stop by and we can share a beer, although I'm not real sure what list I got put on. Anyhow, Merry Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight!

I think I may be manic-depressive, but the only medicine I can find is alcohol.

I hate the internet. I want to hang myself. And no one needs to point out the irony of posting this statement on the internet. I caught the irony, I just don't care.