No, not dead and frozen.

Yet.

Dear self,

Attempting to mushroom-stamp your dorm room door will not impress your girlfriend, it only hurts your penis and makes her laugh as you writhe in pain.

Thinking of you,
Self

PS: Crack tastes like cheese.

I think I've stated this before, but I'll do it anyways ( Read more... )

So there I was, laying in bed. Attempting to sleep or at least some half assed effort to. And I turn on the TV like every other red blooded American does when bored. Have someone else entertain you, tell you that you are entertained by the noisy box treatening to provoke a seizure. But not normal to most people I turn on IFC, cause I belive myself ( Read more... )

who wants to touch my monkey?

Holy damn. It's feckin hot in Alaska... To me. Somethin like 70+ degrees and I'm sweating in my room. It's a nice 60+ outside, and quite pleasant in the shade with a breeze. But fuck no, I'm on the third floor in a building not equipped with AC. This place has warpped my body into some sort of thermo-generator ( Read more... )

I have quite possibly consumed enough caffeine as to induce a nose bleed.

Yes, yes I have.

I feel like I'm destroying myself slowly, day by day.

It's not enjoyable, nor is it unpleasant.

Oh, and for the record. I like boobies. Both the word and the object(s) it refers to.

This thing called sleep, what is it ( Read more... )