I just liberated a cane from my building's garage. I now want to go everywhere with it.

And Asslee Simpson is trying to have a singing career? Ew. In her video she's wearing a shirt that just says "punk". That shit's lame.

Okay, fuck all of the drunken voicemails anyone else has ever left me. As of last night, the Wizard has taken the title for the best 10-minute (okay, maybe 6- or 8-minute) message ever.

Look, pictures of the last couple of weeks.

This is what I should do to make money: http://www.imaginarygirlfriends.com/

The Thermals were awesome yesterday.

Pictures of the last couple weeks will be posted soon.

I don't have much to say.

Except that I really really need a cigarette. Sweet god.

( Warning labels for me. )

I love the Olsen twins. I love their movies with the terrible writing and acting. I just love them.

That is all.

Today I watched Footloose, the movie about a community of repressed professional dancers. Movies about dancing are so fantastic.

Here's a measure of my nerdiness: I'm watching the musical episode of Buffy and since FX re-edits things, I know where every single line is changed or missing. And I've been getting mad about the missing lines. But Tara' ( Read more... )

Right now, Saara and I are making out and drinking. Yes, making out. And yes, drinking.

Have no fear, my dear friends, I have my phone back. Much thanks go to those who were good to me about my freaking out about it.

So this weekend was good. Saturday night's festivities celebrating Jason's birthday (observed) involved many good times with the water worm, the most frighteningly sexual kid's toy ever. I'm not kidding. Check it out. ( Read more... )

Dude, in a stupid-ass move, I left my phone in either Saara's or Frank's car. Since this is my only way of getting in touch with either one of them (or anyone who can help), I really need my phone.

I'm stupid.

Yes, kids, the rumors are true: I'm home ( Read more... )

The hardest part of yesterday was being in Milwaukee and knowing I'd have to come back to Two Rivers. I went to see Mariane Pearl, a French journalist and widow of Daniel Pearl, the American journalist who got kidnapped and killed a couple of years ago. This woman was amazing - she was erudite, witty and still an advocate of nonviolence. I could've ( Read more... )