I almost got hit by a bus today.

I haven't really been up to much. Wait, yeah I have ( Read more... )

I wonder what
Regis Philbin
is doing right
now.

He's probably
eating breakfast.

Which is what I
should do.

I'm hungry.

Mmm...Regis
Philbin.

185 genders walk into a bar,
bartender says "we don't serve genders here,"
185 genders say "oh, that's okay, we were just looking for sex."

--Lindsey!

I've been in the Couch Lab with Greg, Matt Carroll, and Steven McBuckshire. They're working on their movie for iMovie, and we've been here for just about 5 hours, or something. I'm here for moral support. Even moreso, I've been here playing Mine Sweeper for "just about 5 hours ( Read more... )

I didn't really go to classes today. I didn't feel up to it. I figure I'll only allow myself this one time to fuck up, and the rest of the semester will be very business-like ( Read more... )

Yeah ( Read more... )

So I have only had one class today, and that was inorganic chemistry. Not a bad professor. He made me laugh, so that's a good thing.

Now I have physics, and I'll update this same entry again...whether it will be praise or incessant ranting is still a question.

Hmm. I think I might like school again.

So my hair turned out really, really well. I likes it. All I remember from washing out the dye is Maz saying "holy shit" like 50 thousand times. I feel awesome! Finally!!! I've been trying to have pink hair for like 30 years ( Read more... )

My dad is awesome. He's been talking about penguins a lot lately, and it's totally funny. He also likes talking to my cockatiel, Alaska. We were just talking about adoption for no reason, and my dad took Alaska out of his cage and told him: "I'll adopt you a penguin."Waiting for Maz to get here, she's going to dye my hair this morning. Oh, how ( Read more... )

Methinks I just scared Gregory away in our phone conversation. I'm full of energy, and it's 1:17 in the morning. You know what that means. I didn't shut up, or atleast it seemed like that to me. Eventually, he hung up on me, kind of. The moral of this story is that I may ne'er slumber ( Read more... )