new year's eve did not feel new, but that's to be expected. new year's eve is usually pretty stale and grumpy, almost always spent with the same people i'm always with. not that i don't love those people, but there's something very stupid about being with them and trying to have end-of-year/beginning-of-year thoughts at the same time. anyhow, this ( Read more... )

so i saw rent last night. i enjoyed it, and i understood it a little better than the actual show. some bits were disappointing, but for the most part, it was pretty well done. the singing was fabulous, but i was a little disconcerted when the song weren't exactly the same, cause of course i wanted to sing along. la vie boheme was fun. so was take ( Read more... )

I got my new computer. Guess what. Right now the keyboard and mouse are underneath my covers, having sex with me. There is no line of sight between them and the computer. There are no cords at all. NO CORDS ( Read more... )

I hate updating this, especially if nothing interesting has happened ( Read more... )

The building I'm in now has fresh bagels for $1 on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I just got a bagel and it literally is the freshest most delicious bagel I have ever had. And it is encrusted with roasted garlic, sesame seeds, poppy seeds, and salt. Mmm mmm good ( Read more... )

I'm kind of excited about starting up school next week. YES. *Dramatic Napolean Dynamite* That's awesome. I have most of my books. I'm just missing a syllabus for communications. Not really sure why I have to buy a syllabus ( Read more... )

I realize it's only quarter to two, but I'm hungry now. And I have a particular craving for an egg salad sandwich. Mmmmm egg salad. You are a cruel and tempting mistress. Tempting in that you are delicious. Cruel in that you sometimes make my intestines do the cha cha.

so there's nothing like your first real car accident to get you posting on lj again ( Read more... )

My cat is a fucktard. She insists upon doing all her vomitting in my bed ( Read more... )

I love my sister, but sometimes I have to wonder what's going on in her imagination sometimes. There are days when she tucks her dolls into bed and kisses them and 'reads' them stories. Other days she swings them around by the feet and uses them as bludgeoning weapons, or pounds on them with a mallet.