PARTY. MY HOUSE. BE THERE.WHAT: A PARTY. (which means alcohol and most likely other misc things ( Read more... )

So I'm working on my graduation project and I thought I'd ask you all for your opinions/help to save me from the hell that is my term paper. Here's my introduction, feel free to comment, critisize, whatever you feel led to do ( Read more... )

My dad is the funniest motherfucker I know. We're in the living room, he's watching football and I'm attempting to work on my essay. Now you have to understand our relationship before I go into this any further. As much as we wont get along, my dad and I always have these deep, meaningful conversations about our views of the world and shit like ( Read more... )

So my dad gets home from church this morning, opens my door, barges into my room, and proceeds to snap his fingers and tug on my foot in a lame attempt to wake me up. And why?? "I just wanted you to see how nice I look in my new pants." Really, like I fucking care. No one, under any circumstances...
A: Wakes me up before I'm ready.
B: Touches me ( Read more... )

Well, its 2 in the monring. I habe this wierd feelinhg that I'm getting insomina agin. I raped teh vodka atfer my dad wentt o bed. I figure hey, I feel; shitty ankd it kept me from gong out tonight but but it's noyt going to keep me rfom drinkiing. Nope. Curt and DAve are a riot. Theyu're all high and mdade me call Daves cell phoen. It made me ( Read more... )

God, I love the movie Meet Joe Black. Everytime I see it, I end up bawling like a little baby, and tonight was no different. It's so weird to me how movies, which you know aren't true, can trigger such a deep emotion inside of you and make you laugh, make you think, and in this case, make you cry. I am, and will always be a sap. And now some quotes ( Read more... )

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Well, I think today's problem has been resolved. At least I really hope so. I feel terrible for being angry at someone who in the 2 years that I've known him, I have never been mad at before. And I can't say "mad" is necessarily the right word, it's more of a sad, confused anger than a mad anger, if that makes any sense. It's my own fault for ( Read more... )