i'm dead sick of playing second fiddle.

and that about sums that up.

blow out your candles, laura.
blow out your candles, i'm gone.
blow out your candles, i'm leaving home...

we're gonna bring that back.

love is the greatest weapon.

a movie about flint that doesn't involve michael moore.
thank God for that.

also, i kind of feel like luke skywalker today.

it has been a long time since i have had a taco salad from taco bell.

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so let me get this straight...
i'm a glorified repo man with an awful sense of style and an overzealous tendency to indulge in all things keira knightley and nature-y.
he's a surgeon in the E.R. at vanderbilt, was the "star" of season-something-or-other of ABC's the bachelor, is 6'4", and according to salary.com makes about $271,134/year ( Read more... )

i heard this yesterday and rather enjoyed it:

getting dumped and hearing "can we still be friends?" is like your mom saying "we put the dog to sleep but you can still keep it."

i took the day off of work. i figured i'd earned it.

i want to meet the guy who came up with the idea to do this:



also, i retract me statement from yesterday about Boys Like Girls.
their record blows.

i don't care what anyone says... i like boys like girlsthem tagging themselves as "emo" makes about as much sense as a monkey humping a doorknob but that's a rant for another time ( Read more... )