So here I am, at Starbucks, minding my own business (and that of the guy next to me, reading the paper) when I spot an article featuring Michelle Obama. Usually, I don't buy the paper (preferring to clickity click my way through cnn.com) but I felt the need. Why, you ask? I didn't realize it at the time, but as I forked over an extra 50 cents ( ( Read more... )

I'm looking forward to getting back into the swing of things. I feel like I've actually accomplished something at work, and several interesting opportunities have arisen...cute bearded boys and stupid skinny boys ( Read more... )

It is NO FUN when the sun is outside and I am not. Its out there, all smiley and smug up in its blue sky, giggling and talking about me behind my back while I angrily type into my livejournal...the sun is plotting against me ( Read more... )

Alcohol is a precious commodity. Boys are a disposable, but highly enjoyable, recreational institution. Combined, this makes for an explosive night full of illegal and fabulous acts ( Read more... )

Our fun and learning never ends! Here's what we did today ( Read more... )

So, in the midst of my family being completely unsupportive and belittling, LMU wants to write a story about me for the LMU Campaign Newsletter. Yes, my face and ridiculous life will be used to raise another quarter of a billion dollars (that is NOT an exaggeration) for LMU's endowment ( Read more... )

Don't be afraid to grow up. Don't you remember being little and fantasizing about being a grown-up with a real house, and a job, and a family? Now we spend our time fantasizing about being a kid again and we hide under the covers at the very mention of responsibility or maturity ( Read more... )

I need to breathe, but I feel like I'm being held underwater.

How do you breathe when there is no more air?

Yay for buying the wrong books and missing an assignment! At least my professor is like Ghandi on valium and was really understanding. I think I'm finally gearing up for the semester (only 2 weeks late.)...I'm getting more engaged, I'm looking forward to my classes, and I'm actually doing the assigned reading, which is completely unprecedented ( Read more... )

It's worse than I thought. My professors have yet to impress me and I fear for this semester. I just need to pray to St. Theodore Roosevelt and maybe he'll look out for me and I'll create a new National Parks system. One can only dream ( Read more... )