I was approved for my apartment.  All by myself.  I don't need Pops to guarantor, which I would not have taken it if it required it.  Might sound immature, but I just want an apartment in my name.  Not Dad's.  Not someone else's because I'm subletting.  My name.  My lease.  My changing of address because I am obligated to live there for longer than ( Read more... )

Today I ran over my neighbour's garbage pail. I then proceeded to swear loudly while trying to tug it out from under my car for a good five minutes, before putting the half flattened, thoroughly battered looking obstacle back with the other ones ( Read more... )

For the amount of crashes I had while snowboarding yesterday, I was beginning to think I that maybe I hadn't been as battered as I recently thought I was.  (I was actually beginning to be impressed!)  Minus my fingertips which are starting to scab and are constantly sore now ( Read more... )

My God, we just played Arnold Schwarzenegger's genetically modified mutant babies.

We're not a bad team at all, but even their girls were hitting the fence.  WTF?  Whatever, fine.  But the fence is further back than it should be, it just boggles my mind, hahahaha.

Good grief.