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Got a fat lip from boxing. I really wanted a black eye, or have my nose broken again. Or both. Because then I would have paired sweet battle wounds with an eye patch and wandered around campus with a bottle of SoCo, lookin fly and feelin badass ( Read more... ) -
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I agreed to foxy boxing?
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Loni Love just entertained our school. She invited people up to say hi after the set, so we hopped up and stood in line and felt like tools and then got to see her and the first intelligible thing I could think was "I SEE YOU ON VH1 ALL THE TIME YOU'RE HYSTERICAL COULD YOU SIGN THIS DOLLAR I HAVE IN MY POCKET?!" But with no spaces between the words ( Read more... ) -
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God fucking damnit. Eleven is a fetus. HE'S A FETUS. And as whiny bitch Ten got after Rose, I'm forced to love him forever because that's about the only thing RTD managed to do right. He made the world fall in love with Ten. And now they're gone ( Read more... ) -
Sherlock HOOOOOOLMES
Having just returned from the theater, I thought I would write down everything I could remember as it is still fresh in my memory.
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Hello 'tubes. It has been a while. What crazy shenanigans have I missed on here this past week?
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So I'm at the library trying to teach myself calc for Thursday final ASDFJKLDIEINAFIRE and I was leaning back in my chair trying to readjust my zipper that likes to hang low. Maybe you can see where this is going ( Read more... ) -
Category Ten: The Return of Marty
Yoinked from the ever entertaining _beetle_, who yoinked it from someone else ( Read more... ) -
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Snow seems so tragic. Because of that, I took an hour long walk through Kirksville to this strangely beautiful cemetery. I sat on a tree stump and watched the monoliths not move and was startled by a fucking cricket and now my ass is wet. I also have hat hair ridiculously bad ( Read more... ) -
Bitches Better Recognize
I began to exist on this day 20 years ago. My parents conceived me when Russian communism was still relevant.
So were New Kids on the Block.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEE.
Started off my third decade with an impromptu silly string fight and shrieking like a girl.
I love the world right now, and it better goddamn love me back.