Bon voyage ( Read more... )

Also, I hate how I write! It goes from feeling like "warmest regards" to "formally yours" throughout.

"Certain motherfuckers think they can fuck with my shit, but you can't kill the Rooster. You might can fuck him up some times, but, bitch, nobody kills the motherfucking Roster. You know what I'm saying?"

I am getting increasingly frustrated with my inability to use words to communicate. This isn't usually a problem for me, but it's been coming up so frequently in my life that I can't help but think about it.

I am wasting my life away. I think I hit rock bottom last night when I watched Ugly Betty until 4am.

It's the finalllll countdown.

Flight Of The Conchords

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Albi The Racist Dragon

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Friends!

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If I fell in love with you ( Read more... )

KABOOM!

Done with school!

Foreva. Maybe.

I have to get a full sheet pan! I want one... too bad Restaurant Depot is so far away.

I'm so glad that when I think of working, it's not really working. It's gonna be like school only I get paid now. Fun fun fun.