I'm so stressed that I can't even write about it! Erg!

Happy Valentine's Day.

I hate it when people use the word "literally" incorrectly. I just saw a commercial for face cream. The lady said "[This product] has literally helped me reclaim younger looking skin ( Read more... )

I need to do some house cleaning tomorrow. I thought about doing it today, but I can't really get anything done when Matt is here, so I'm going to wait until tomorrow when he's at work. I've got boxes of old papers, notes, journals, and all that jazz, which I've decided, I no longer need ( Read more... )

1. Grab the nearest book ( Read more... )

You know what sucks ( Read more... )

I never know what to put in the subject box. I never really stick with one thing ( Read more... )

I think I tore the corner of my eyelid in my sleep. How does shit like that happen to me all the time ( Read more... )

So a few weeks ago I found a box of Thin Mints with a note attached on my front porch. The note read ( Read more... )

I shaved off my mohawk and now I'm bald.
Matt and I were watching the Oblongs earlier and the husband called his wife his big bald Venus.
We just looked at eachother and laughed. Times like those don't really need explanation.
It's a good night, despite being stressed out the ass.