Life is awesome and you are all invited to join the one big party my life has become.

Also, Mock Trial rules my life and almost cost me my job. Yikes... Yay!

Let the record reflect that I was right and you were wrong ( Read more... )

Well, we're going down to Tucson today. So now it's time to kick some mock trial ass. Everyone is going down. In flames. Or something. We leave in a few hours ( Read more... )

Gah, I'm so incredibly happy that Obama won. I have been a supporter since before he even announced that he was running. And while I can't say I'm in love with everything he says, he's maybe the only other aside from JFK that I can actually say I'd feel any source of pride in, presidentially speaking ( Read more... )

I swear, if Obama doesn't win tonight I will spend the next three weeks locked away in my apartment, watching the shadows cast on my wall of Obama paraphernalia as the sun slowly sets and rises each day.

I get this sick pleasure from doing things I know I shouldn't be doing. Click and wait, the slow loading page symbolizes my mounting anxiety.

By the way, good mock trial is better than sex. At least that's what I tell myself. Sometimes.

I check my shutter speed, my aperture, my domino
Can't focus, can't stop staring at the face I used to know
This life is not a prison, we are always free to go-- anytime.

Halloween is here and I'm a crazy fucking cat.
( rahr!! )

The other day, I actually described my septum to someone as "party in the front, business in the back." I can't decide whether that's hilarious or if I'm just incredibly lame.

Click click click click.

I'm thinking about you ( Read more... )

Bad weather, indeed. I love the new Of Montreal, Skeletal Lamping. It's so ridiculously graphic, I love it. It's an hour of all kinds of sex ( Read more... )