I miss hanging out with gay people all the time. There's just something about a friendship where you can make out and it not mean anything except "We love each other in a strictly platonic way ( Read more... )

Friday night? Interesting. My new nickname is "Assassin", which is fine with me because you can't spell assassin without sin ( Read more... )

When you Google this phrase: "harryette mullen S*PeRM**K*T ( Read more... )

So, the bronchitis is nearly gone. I get up this morning to go to class and start vomiting. I called the pharmacy to see if maybe this was a side effect of the steroids. They said what probably happened was the steroids pummeled my immune system to nothing and then I caught a nasty bug. I hate my life.

what do you do when you're first girlfriend sends you an invitation to her wedding?

Robin: How you doin', kiddo ( Read more... )

Friday stuck his head in the fireplace and got some ash on his face. Before I could finally chase him down, catch him, and clean it off, he looked like a Catholic on Ash Wednesday.

Figures I'd have the only openly gay closeted Catholic cat in the world.

So, that sore throat last week turned out to be the start of bronchitis ( Read more... )

If my worst fears are realized and it turns out this is indeed "cancer", I'm naming my tumor "George".

Too scared to call for the appointment, though. Knowing I have it is far worse than not knowing one way or the other.

I've lost something very important. The last time I had it was October. I've looked in all my usual hiding places, all the logical places I would have stored it, and even torn my apartment apart trying to find it ( Read more... )