Hey LJ, sup? I'm killing time in my room, waiting for Andy to get back from spinning in San Marcos so we can have Oreos and milk and watch House (Hugh Laurie Love ( Read more... )

( In honor of summer )

Last night I had a really complicated dream where I was surrounded by all sorts of people that don't exist, as well as Helen Hunt and Paul Reiser, who were married (obviously drawn from Mad About You). Anyway, part of the long dream involved me trying to have an affair with Paul Reiser, fueled by dreams within my dream, apparently. I haven't even ( Read more... )

Idaho was awesome. Got bumped off of a couple of flights on the way to the Salt Lake airport, Katie rescued me in Houston, and finally got there a day late, and had to leave a day early in order to make a flight. Yadda yadda. Got cornered by some guys who wanted to convert me to spear-fishing and scuba-diving. Heard a freshman girl say this on the ( Read more... )

Last night ruled as well... working the commencement booth was a snoozefest but fun was had afterwards. I'm sort of sad about not working at ole JC, but four of us live withing a stone's throw of each other, so it'll be a fun summer. I think Sarah's party is the next stop.

( survey that wasn't as entertaining as i'd hoped )

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Last night Eric and I went to Club Deville to see Philip and Johnny in a charity fashion show, modeling for Flipnotics. It was a weird experience, and a funny way to end my last day at Java City (maybe.. at least until next semester). We laughed at models and drank, the latter being especially important, considering I had to see my manager's shirt ( Read more... )

While I write my grizzly bear paper in the UGL, slightly panicking because the geography lab doesn’t seem to be open and my project is due tomorrow and whywon’tanybodyemailmebackaboutthis, I find myself distracted. Somebody on the bus was talking about what their day would be like if everybody was replaced by celebrities, so kind of going off of ( Read more... )

By the way, I think I have Restless Leg Syndrome. And don't you lol at me.

It's amazing that Dr. Doolittle can exude a sort of in-your-face sass in a scientific article about check dams in the Journal of Anthropological Research. He's really the epitome of so many characteristics I strive for...

(and yes, I said "in your face," and I believe it was appropriate for my point)