Production of the Channel101 show House of Cosbys has stopped, permanently, due to a cease-and-desist order from Bill Cosby's attorney.

Way to be a jerk, Bill.

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I have eleven hours to complete what is probably the most important paper of my high school career.

May the force be with me.

Edit: I did it, quite handily I might add, with a minimum of panic attacks. And half an hour to spare. Hell, I even already took a shower. The paper is... okay. It's serviceable. I took the very limited instructions I was ( Read more... )

so you find yourself up at five in the morning listening to bright eyes, fucking bright eyes, and reading your old journal entries from two years ago.

how's that for one of those times when you don't know whether to laugh or collapse on the floor and sob?

There is a room in my school that is referred to as the Activity Center. In any sane insitution, it would be referred to as the lounge or the break room or something, because its main function is to house the vending machines. What activities might take place there besides the exchange of bills for granola bars* is beyond me, and I assume the name ( Read more... )

This is a sort of sequel to my last entry, except that I didn't write this one. And, like many sequels, it fundamentally contradicts the best parts of the previous installment. Sequels. "Prequel" is not a word, in the exact same way that "mocktail" is not a word. Actually, if you stare at "sequel" for long enough, it doesn't look much like a word ( Read more... )

Since I am a -- wait, I've got to think of the right words ( Read more... )

A couple of highly insubstantial things while my 11 p.m. frozen-pizza dinner bakes ( Read more... )

All right, so here's something. We see this stuff every day, sure, and after a while, there's really no point in making a big deal out of it. Hell, I've even posted stuff like this before, which makes it even more redundant that I'm posting it now. However, there is a certain odd quality that some of this stuff takes on, a certain degree of awkward ( Read more... )

So I'm up tonight, finishing the better part of a book I should have read a lot more of a lot sooner. But I don't really mind it, because it's a decent book, and it isn't every day (or night) that you have the opportunity to read six-hundred pages of Pulitzer-Prize-winning slash. Seriously ( Read more... )