Waffle House
plus cemetery visit
plus swimming
plus Mystery Science Theater

equals super rad second date.

Hey hey, who knows where I can get some acid? Seriously.

So I have a boyfriend-kinda dude. And then I have another guy who says he loves me; I don't know quite how to handle this.

So the past eight days have been rather exciting for me. Here is a day-by-day report on my vacation, etc ( Read more... )

I don't have much to say here these days.

But I will tell you that...
I am in love.

I think that's all you need to know.

California is pleasant. I'm definitely going back before the end of the summer.

Who else is coming to Chicago with me? For the Pitchfork Music Festival, duh! I gosta my tickets and three possible driving buddies already.

Party tonight. I'm going to steal someone's man.

I hate you. You made my heart hurt ( Read more... )

These old man crushes are becoming a trend with me. Gross, I know.

Despite my greatest efforts, I can never seem to get close to the people I find most intriguing.
I'm just not fucking cool enough.

Jeff Tweedy looked like a zombie last night, no telling what he was on. There was also the requisite fat, middle-aged guy, who decided to come stand right next to me and flail around stupidly and play air guitar and sing way off key into my ear. He kept trying to dance with me, despite the obvious disgustedness displayed by my body language. Jerk. ( Read more... )

I got a dollar raise today. And I've only been working two weeks, that's pretty soon to be getting a raise right? I am awesome.