el jay, el jay, no one reads you.

my life is a series of mental breakdowns puncuated by moments of ecstacy.

i'm going to go learn about gothic architecture now.

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Tar Tar Lab.

Kinney Hall.

3 49 pm.

Bored as fuck.

Androginous girls took their 20 minute break.

I opted to stay here.

Christ-uh, Amy, Claire AND Shaina are all in this building.

So i refuse to leave.

those stickfaced grrls can't make me move!!!

ugh.

anyone want to play at urban coffee?

srssly. it's my job now. i book people.

no lie.

and i bet you $10 you'll bring in more of a crowd than michael coburn.

HA. sucker.

well.
let's see here.

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job training = annoying, but this week i get paid at least $90 for training and that's not even COUNTING opening day ( Read more... )

Watching Lost In Translation reminds me of the one day my parents were gone and i sat in the basement and cried to myself while watching rushmore because i didn't love anything the way max loved the school. the way bloom loved whatsherface. i think you need that kind of love in yr life. especially to live life to the fullest ( Read more... )

"Lean forward slightly, Look straight at the speaker and listen with a sparkle in your eye as though you might be thinking 'gee this is the most wonderful thing I've ever heard in all my life ( Read more... )

Bush won. Blah Blah. I say we move on and continue spreading the message of freaking freedom and pursuit of happiness. **cough glenn should be able to marry COUGH ( Read more... )

no one ever reads this fucker, so i should just as well write whatever i damn well please ( Read more... )