You know what? F U C K.

Just

F

U

C

K.

A couple days ago or something I was met with the notion that as I become older, the most ostensible and inescapable truths are those given us in the form of pop standards.

I have ten dollars.
And hot pink nail polish.
Rainbow ice cream.

I really want to see The Benchwarmers. I'm sort of pissed because I can't remember anything about Flow My Tears..., and I stayed up too late last night and don't drink enough water so work was really rough today because spring has arrived, I assume, and everything was hot ( Read more... )

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Don't have any money. Can't secure a job. Time is scarce, not enough, I have so much fogging my agenda that I'm paralyzed and can't do a thing. I don't understand why I can't so simply jettison what's bogging me down. The projects. The lists. The archiving. I don't want to be heavy anymore, I don't want to weigh so much. I don't have enough clothes ( Read more... )

I'm soliciting advice from anyone who has anything to say on digital cameras. Best brands? Any help anyone can give me would be great. I've already got a good idea of what I want, and although it will be a long, long while until I actually invest, I'd really appreciate input of any kind.

Andraé Gonzalo is... wonderful. He makes me so happy, like when I'm listening to 'We Can Funk' in my car with the windows down, smoking a cigarette. I love him to death, he's a wonderful, wonderful person. That's the word - wonderful. The little montage Project Runway put together of all his expressions was priceless - what an adorable person. ( Read more... )

× My beanie baby, Cooter.
× The commercial for BLACK [PS2].
× Jon Stewart's smile.
× The word stave. [Thank you, S ( Read more... )

I really wish Daniel Franco and Andraé Gonzalo were still in. Not that I particularly liked what they did on the show, their pieces, etc., but in light of their potential and their personalities, it's a shame they're gone.

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