A few too many ADVENTURES, that is.
OH MY GOD TAXES SUCK. Now I know why there are all those pictures of adults looking bewildered on government websites.

LAST E-MAIL RECIEVED ( Read more... )

Today (February 2nd) is Imbolc, or Brigit/Brighde, commonly known as Groundhog day. It is the cross seasonal holiday between Winter Solstice and Spring Equinox. Brigit is the goddess of poetry, smithcraft and healing. To celebrate, a lot of bloggers I know are doing a silent poetry reading by posting their favorite poem tonight. I would post ( Read more... )

A to Z Quiz ( Read more... )

You scored as Art. You should be an Art major! How bohemian!

Art
100%
Theater
100%
Psychology
100%
Sociology
100%
Mathematics
92%
Dance
92%
Journalism
92%
Philosophy
83%
English
83%
Anthropology
83%
Engineering
75%
Linguistics
75%
Biology
58%
Chemistry
42%
What is your Perfect Major?
created with QuizFarm.comSeven songs I'm into right now and why: (in no particular order ( Read more... )

For several days leading up to New Year's Eve, customers and friends would ask me what my plans were for that evening. I disguised my anxiety at expecting a shitty New Year's the way most people disguise things: humor! I told several people that I would be hiding in a darkened closet with the seconds ticking away on my watch, silently counting down ( Read more... )

I've been cheering up lately, which is good. College stuff still sends me into a fit of despair, though. People, will you come to my house and tie my down and rape me, except instead of doing that, make me draw or photograph you? It would really make the whole world easier for me right now ( Read more... )

Yesterday at work, Jon was laughing to himself for no real reason, as people do. I asked him in a jovial manner, "What's so funny?" He immediately stopped smiling and said "nothing". This made me only wonder more, and I started thinking about how men are supposed to be always thinking about sex. Or, at least, are stereotypically always thinking ( Read more... )

Life is quite refreshing right now. Here is an anecdote from my childhood ( Read more... )

My friend Casey is thirteen. He just asked me to buy him alcohol for a party he's having. I don't know what's wrong with his logic capacities; his mother is a close friend of mine and would kill me if she ever found out. Some underage drug dealers I know were at my house a while ago, stoned and blasting Immortal Technique at three in the morning, ( Read more... )