I love this city.

Fuck you, for making me feel this way. says ( Read more... )

Dude, I suck. A lot.
Sorry to everyone I unintentionally blew off in the past few days.

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All I really want is someone to drive around and sing along to The Get Up Kids with me. Is that so much to ask for?

Actually, that's a big fat lie. I'd also like a back rub.

Guess who's going to see Dillinger Escape Plan....

WITH HER MOM?!?!

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Yeah, that email caught me a little off guard. Especially since it was more like "I'm going to see Dillinger with Debbie do you want me to get you a ticket too?" Oh, my mother. She slays me.

Last night at the Omen someone told me I looked like Milla Jovovich. It was AWESOME.

Then every time something startling happened in the movie the girl behind me kicked my seat so it hit me in the back of the head, which was more terrifying than the movie itself.

I have eaten so much pez in the past 24 hours that I'm actually a little disgusted with myself.

I was just rereading my most recent entries and I realized I've had crushes on no fewer than 4.7 thousand people since I've been here. I'm so awesome.

So what kind of tool comes home drunk at 5 am and googles "Robert Browning poetry"? Oh yes, that would be me. At least there wasn't anyone here for me to read "Porphyria's Lover" to, as I did with the suicide scene of Anna Karenina the last time such a ridiculous literary urge overtook me when in a muddled state of mind.