I'm tired of my age coming up as an issue ( Read more... )

Even though i have italian and anthropology homework and it's thirty minutes 'till bedtime, it's blogtime ( Read more... )

So i started drinking energy drinks. Rockstar Juiced, to be specific. The purple ones, which actually taste significantly less like bull piss than you might imagine. Oh, except that i found out that one of the main ingredients of energy drinks is artificial bull bile. And, uhh, in my book, bull bile and bull piss are basically the same thing, ( Read more... )

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I'm going to live in a beautiful house ( Read more... )

My friend Rachel and i have been looking for a house for next year for the last couple of weeks, and it's been a lot more difficult than i would have imagined. Looking at listings in newspapers is uninspiring because of the lack of pictures or even bare-bones description (couldn't they at least tell us how many bedrooms?), driving around is fun ( Read more... )

Things are going pretty well! I'm actually very surprised, considering how badly getting back to Kansas went ( Read more... )

I debated whether it warranted its own post, or just a post-script on another post, but...

it's out.

If Lydia Fakundiny, the person who wrote the essay that cinched me pursuing becoming an essayist, reviewed the book, does that mean she might have read my essay?!

Ehh, i bet she skipped it.

On New Year's one of my good friends, who, to be somewhat fair, was less than sober, called me a slut ( Read more... )

Grades came back. I've pretty much doomed myself to a shitty graduating GPA. So much for going to a good grad school ( Read more... )