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I feel like I am being followed around by someone whose sole job is to periodically kick me in the chest. Okay, Courtney, you win.

Update:

Get phone number of Christie from Carly (Carli?) or Greg (Greg?).
Against Me! in September
Etcetera etcetera
Thank you Greg, for the invite, to the party, of fun, and vomit, and wooooooooooo
And hey
chicas
how you doin'?

Love
Spencil

The repetition of "I'm not gonna lie" is the number one sign of drunkenness. I'm not gonna lie to you, it is.

Scratch that.

This will be my first post in however many years, and perhaps my first real journal sort post ever. But I feel the need to chronicle a night that started off with

Must Love Dogs-Thank you Michele for suggesting a movie, even if you had reservations about seeing this one. It sucked, in ways only one whose love has been dedicated to John Cusack can ( Read more... )

Bishop Liberius changed the date of Christmas (which was whatever it was back then, basically all over the place, since there's no proof for when Jesus was born at all, since Jews didn't care about birthdays) to December 25th in 347AD to steal it away from the people who celebrated the birth of the sun god Mithra during Shab-e Yalda ( Read more... )

What the fuck am I doing?