Trashed room
broke printer
slashed hand
fuck this
fuck all of this

I keep watching the trailers for I Am Number Four and hoping I'll see some sign that it's actually a good movie with really bad trailers. There was so much I liked about that book, and, ok, I get casting Alex Pettyfer, but Six is a smaller part, she could've been played, y'know, well. There just seems to be so much taken out. Then again that's ( Read more... )

There's this post on failblog...

"Now normally dying would be a problem for most people

FUCK THAT.

Gandalf just shrugs it off LIKE A BOSS..."

I miss Alfie.

Yay weekends! I'm off to Oakland tomorrow. Three nights at least of uninterrupted, peaceful sleep and a quiet place to work..... hallefuckinlujah!

some grievously unhip person has eaten my enchiladas! Not cool, housemates. Not cool.

Well my life just went to hell. And no, it's not because Rachel can't come home in time for Christmas, it's because Mom's decided to have a tantrum about it. I mean, so fucking what if we celebrate Christmas a few days late? But of course, she needs to stomp around slamming doors and swearing at everything. Thanks, Mom. Merry fucking Christmas

I don't believe in brunch.

Semantically.

I never really think about cultural boundaries existing within families. How could they, right? I mean, after 21 years, me and my parents know each other pretty damn well. Then my dad told me to put "olivia" in 20-down ( Read more... )

Also, hair gel, doesn't do much against frizz, at least not for me.

Everyone has made a huge deal about airport security. Mom probably spent an hour prepping me for essentially how not to piss people off.

Airport security: 20 minutes. Total breeze. Hehehe.

Wow, I haven't posted here in a real long time ( Read more... )