I think Busted Tees has surpassed Threadless for me in cleverness. The latter still has better designs but all of their word-play and whatnot is played out. For real, son ( Read more... )

1. I love seeing all the fallen leaves and hearing the wind push them across the pavement ( Read more... )

I'm getting off of work early today which is neato frito. I really love having a record player and listening to records. Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band has been on constant rotation. I just want to sit around all day listening to music. I had a realization yesterday that being busy seems like it sucks and it kind of does but it is a good ( Read more... )

I feel like much has happened since I last posted. Which is probably why I didn't post for so long. I feel as if I must cover all these different things that have happened and seems too exhausting to write that much. So I'm just going to write what I want ( Read more... )

I am pretty sure that I get the most joy out of life from unexpected greatness. Tonight I planned to go to a Housewarming party but instead saw some people I had not seen in quite awhile. We went to Cafe 360 and I was pretty uncomfortable at first because I felt left out and very invisible. There were seven other people and most of them didn't ( Read more... )

Oh, I just got spoiled for Harry Potter. Fuck you, internets. Fuck you.

Anyway, what I was going to originally post was that I really want to jump in a huge pile of playpen balls after seeing this. I'm sure those kid-sized playpens seem so much smaller now. *sigh*

It's a sad day when I have to sell "Women's Lives, Multicultural Perspectives" (the textbook from my Gender & Women's Studies class) for $20 in order to buy alcohol.

Wait, 'never mind' is two words? Or is firefox spell check being wonky? I always thought it was one word. I find it amusing that they also don't have their own name in their dictionary. I got a little red line under it when I just typed it.

It's funny, when I used to read stuff where I didn't know the author's sex my mind would always assume that it was a male. And know it always assumes that it's a female. Heh.

I can cook for shit. Or is it, "I can't cook for shit." How does one screw up fried eggs? Very easily for me. Blah.