the crickets and the rust-beetles scuttled among the nettles of the sage thicket. "vamanos, amigos," he whispered, and threw the busted leather flintcraw over the loose weave of the saddlecock. and they rode on in the friscalating dusklight.

would anyone wanna go to a pixies concert in st. lou [err...columbia, missouri actually...it's apparently about 2 hours away from wustl] on october 5th at 8:00pm? student tickets are $29. lemme know fools.

i didn't have to work yesterday, so i got to do these hip things:

-watched the saved by the bell LAS VEGAS WEDDING SPECIAL with my brother...any true sbtb fan knows that the broadcast of this episode is a rare occurence, and man it was cheesy [read: incredible.]

-ate quacamole that was far far inferior to the variety served at casa gallardo [cake ( Read more... )

i have a gripe about the people who waltz into dairy queen and mutter something to the effect of "yeah just gimme vanilla." um, okay. that's...essentially telling me nothing buddy. mmmk, so you "just" want vanilla...vanilla what? ice cream or frozen yogurt? if ice cream, hard or soft? a cup or a cone? what size do you want? any toppings (you ( Read more... )

i loathedetestdespise packing. caitlin and jana can vouch for that, because they witnessed my really cool [read: disgustingly peeved] mood the night before i came home for the summer. rather, the wee hours of the morning on the day i returned home for the summer. when i first started packing for the summer. when i realized i couldn't fit all my ( Read more... )

tonight at kc's the four of us nineteen year olds sat crammed in front of her tv watching a shitty movie while two of her little brother's high school freshmen friends "slyly" rolled a joint on the kitchen counter behind us. the kids are so wacky these days ( Read more... )

HOME [!]
seeing the old pals, check
good non-bear den food, check
annoyingly having to job search when already have one job, check

bleh, not overly thrilled about the first day back to work at dq tomorrow, but such is life.

uh...miss you, wustlers.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

today i packed up my room, the walls are blank. this is weird as shit.

i just saw ani difranco at the pageant. okaysosherules. she makes the wackiest faces. she strums the guitar with such speed and might. she's realllly tiny but so energetic. she played lotsa new unreleased material [this chick pops out albums like no other] as well as some rad classics [gravel, untouchable face, origami, swandive, educated guess, ( Read more... )

let's just talk about the fact that i hate art, shall we? as jana and i were bitterly trudging through our respective drawing finals this afternoon, my words of comfort to her were: "just think, after we finish this we won't have to do ANY ART FOR 3 AND A HALF WHOLE MONTHS!" i'm glad i'm paying 40 g's a year...to do art.
okay. to be fair, i really ( Read more... )