My laptop is very, very b0rked ( Read more... )

Kaitlin screams when tickled. I've known this for a while. But I haven't taken much pleasure from it until recently. Bwahahhahahawww ( Read more... )

At last we've diverged from logic and its painful derivations in Philosophy of Language. I'm proud to say I haven't fallen asleep in there for at least a month. Sometimes I amaze even me. (Granted, in achieving this lofty accomplishment, I have turned to Chronicle crosswords, Chorale music memorization, doodling, and lately even German and Music ( Read more... )

Costumes were great last night. Great. I was as sexy as you could ask and Mimi (and Stephanie once again) did awesome makeup. I feel the mask completed the ensemble very well. The reactions when we first went outside were great. So was Susan's. And Alex's when I saw her on West ( Read more... )

My goatee has given up the ghost ( Read more... )

Mir ist ja gar nicht wohl. So geht das Leben...

Saturday's little Chorale showcase went very, very well. My parents, Alina's family, and a good few school friends came and told me that it was fantastic. I thought so too, except that the Händel "Hallelujah" chorus we sang (a lesser-known one, not from Messias) seemed a little lackluster. That ( Read more... )

You know you've made it in life when the Asian girls in your dorm are asking you a) if they look ghetto (nope) and b) to teach them how to speak ghetto. My dorm has issues, bruh.

Now Dinh is going around saying, "I'm about to smack a brotha outside his head."

Oh dear dear dear.

Hahahahahahaha!

Priscilla's!

Oh man!

Oh man that's great!

[Insert profuse and embarrassed apologies to Rob, along with a multitude of promises of repayment. How do I forget my PIN?]

Oh boy!

Tehehehehehehee!

Jay has fishnets ( Read more... )

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