I call for the assassination of Pat Robertson. It would be a whole lot easier and cheaper than invading the 700 Club.

gigawatts + cigarettes = vomit.

earth to jeanie. it is spelled "segue."

something amazing happened this morning.

after i woke up, i went to the bathroom to discover that i had put on my underwear inside out the night before.

simply astonishing.

my hives are not swedish, however. mine are pink and itchy and growing on me arms like some wretched disease.

[Edit: upon doctor's inspection, they turned out not to be hives.]

my day starts out auspiciously enough. rushing to class this morning, i decide to take the more direct route to pimentel, down euclid and past evans, rather than mazing through cory and walking around the blue tarped construction area. i arrive at the signal 4 seconds too late to cross the street, allowing God an opportunity to instruct me in his ( Read more... )

what have i been doing all day? i am finally back in berkeley after escaping deportation numerous times this week. class begins tomorrow morning at 8:30 am. i want to die. no, i don't. but i am quickly succumbing to an uncontrollable desire to snack. mmm... snacks... (O_O ( Read more... )

ay, ay, ay. what has happened of late ( Read more... )

i have spent the past week at home quite unproductively. i have wasted countless hours in front of the idiot box and the more recent invention, the "internet." so many hours that cannot be retrieved. i will now make it a point to enjoy every minute of my television and computer experiences and not to waste time on mediocre programming ( Read more... )

went on a shopping binge today. ooooy, vey... i spent SO much money... the victor today, however, was the iron & wine cd. woman king (an EP, i believe?). i think it's much richer in sound and experimentation than sam beam's other work. much more elaborate. more producing going on here. anyhoo... yeah... and it was the cheapest thing i bought. how ( Read more... )