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 Super bored today. Here are pictures of what my apartment looks like now that Ben and I have filled it with shit.


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 So lately I've been browsing through my old written journals, circa 2005 to 2008. A lot of it is... really funny. Surprisingly.

I dunno. I have a tendency to be so critical when I look back on anything I do. And I know it sounds bias and self-glorifying to say how funny I think my writing is, but...... it's the truth, to me. Haha, good memories. I' ( Read more... )

 Well, it's been 2 weeks since I moved from Lafayette. Everything is great, except not having a job yet. Finding one has been tougher than I thought, and it's starting to bum me out. Something will come up eventually.

Other than that, the place itself is awesome. Yesterday I got drunk at Wet n' Wild, a waterpark near Univeral Studios. My favorite ( Read more... )

ORLANDO!


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Today I was cut off in traffic by a car sporting a “You can’t be both Catholic AND pro-abortion” bumper sticker on the back. I saw the same bumper sticker on another car last night. I don’t even know where to begin. This shit makes me SO angry. First off, no one is pro-abortion. People aren’t pro-abortion, they’re pro-choice. FUCK. I’m pro-choice. ( Read more... )

For everyone preoccupied with finals, here's a comic to get you through!


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Man, I'm raging SO hard right now. Fucking video games. They're one of the few reasons why I get mad. Black people and video games. Goddamn.

So Festival International was this past week. And it was great. I even went by myself on Sunday because I knew I'd inevitably run into someone I knew. And I did. And we got drunk. And I got sunburned.

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I bought a bottle of Patron today with my Phillipe's Wine Cellar gift card. I purchased it under the guise that it would be a gift to myself when I move into my new apartment with Ben at the end of May. Then I began thinking.... there's no way I can leave a bottle of Patron go unopened for that long. I'm super pumped. One of the managers at Ground ( Read more... )

I let out one of the wicked-est shits of my life earlier. It was one of those shotgun shits, the kind that build up from nights of drinking and eating red meat. The pressure before Operation EVAC was immense. It felt like one of those epic shits that levels up your sphicter a couple notches, something imperative if you're facing a pending prison ( Read more... )