I have a few quotes I want to hang on to but I dont have room in my IM profile (tragic, i know) so they're going to end up here.

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(Joe and I, after he bought 10 fish and most of them died within an hour of leaving the store. Mine finally croaked about 24 hours later.)

zero0bass: goldfish fucking suck
jrossrox: yeah. i have ( Read more... )

Spinal Tap, anyone?

I'll set the mood with this picture, because its only going to go downhill.

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A cool 45 mph, fast enough to keep me from tapping my thumbs on the wheel but slow enough to have the windows down, sunroof open ( Read more... )

Okay, so before next Wednesday i have to:

• read 450 more pages of Don Quixote.
• read 85 pages of dull, boring analysis in a course packet.
  
• the stuff is awful, these guys rant and rant about hypothetical solutions to hypothetical problems. Yay for pretentious english dudes.
• read 200 pages of Madame Bovary
• write a hard- ( Read more... )

Wisdom of the day:

Philosophy majors deserve all of the hatred that they stereotypically evoke. If i ever again, under any circumstances, hear someone spit out  the word "ergo," followed by a dramatic pause, i swear to all that is holy on this earth i will end that person.

Don't get me wrong, I loved showing a class full of people what an idiot ( Read more... )

I just read two articles, one of which said that studies show that tall people are more intelligent, the other that male lefties earn more money.

Go me.

Some skeptics may blame imperfect data. These skeptics, however, are probably short and right handed.

Maybe even *gasp* women.

God and Evan:1
The rest of short, non-sinistral humanity: 0

Its really strange to see how everyone's journals are slowly getting more and more cryptic. We all want to let the others know we're still alive, but we're unwilling or unable to let our former best-buds into our present-time-worlds.

So we end up with two word, heavily encoded entries that allow a glimpse of emotion, but no motives, details, or ( Read more... )

I went to eat Tex-Mex with my grandparents today on South Congress, at some little old restaurant that had been there for fifty years. The original people had sold the place after working there for 20 years or so and then moved to Florida, but after they moved, everyone complained that the new owners were running the place into the ground. The ( Read more... )

its odd that i'm so happy on a day to day basis but then i come to this journal and either dont write anything, or write private entries that i later delete. no point in keeping it around for my sake only. I like having an audience, but i dont want to write things that are hurtful, so all my entries will be nonspecifically-melancholy or happy. they ( Read more... )

Note to self: sandwiches from 7/11 are bad.

16 hours of excruciating pain and counting.