So I was definitely Mario for halloween. If anybody wants to see it, too bad, you missed out. Although, if you ask really nice, I might send you a picture.
I would also like to point out that Curtis was Luigi, and we dominated all that was handsome in a single night.
Be jealous. There is no other choice.

I saw Death Cab for Cutie last night. Spiritual.

If I'm alone, I'd rather be here than home.

Whilst home, I got a chance to look at everything that I left behind. I also realized why I left it there.

I never want to settle down; never want to surrender to any place; never want to hang up my hat, because that's when you start dying. The biggest fish gets that way because he's never caught.

Everybody calm down.

Love is terrible. Good thing I'm not in it. Don't know how to break it to her, but I don't feel anything ( Read more... )

What, oh what, am I getting myself into? Nothing I can't get out of, that's what.

Yeah, so last night was the the epitomization of a crazy college night. I used my recently established connections to get into this party that they weren't letting people in, got hammered, went crazy, woke up with this asian chick (clothes still on, so no worries there) and went to class still drunk. Wow. Rediculous. I'm sleeping the rest of the

If I could only trade my hands with an angel's for a few moments, I'm sure that I could write the song that would steal her away. Have eyes already lost their shine, my dear?

God I want to get laid. I'm drunk and I need it. God.

I'm at college. It rocks. So do I. That's all you need to know.