Capote? Friday?

All right. I'm officially bored. Not bored enough to tidy this natural disaster site that is my room, but still pretty friggin bored.

Red or blond(e)? Thursday I'm dying my hair. Do I want to stick it to the man and go red? Or stay in my comfort zone and continue imitating barbie ( Read more... )

I feel for Jodie Foster. She made Silence of the Lambs, won an Oscar, and was on top of the world. But since then she's been trying to recreate that same buzz. Trying too hard. Her intensity is often overbearing. Every conversation she has on screen is reminiscent of her Hannibal Lector chats. Same wide eyed look of bewilderment plastered on ( Read more... )

Christmas was merry. I have a sexy new cell phone, which is somewhat futile cosnidering my average of 2 phone calls a week, but I still can't take my eyes off it's sleek frame. Rarrr ( Read more... )

I think I'll marry Luke Wilson. Or maybe Beck.

It's nice to be in my house again. A little quiet...but nice all the same.

My apologies for the emolicious entries as of late. Life really is swell.

I've lost a good friend. Actually, in retrospect, I've lost a couple good friends, but this one is recent enough to still burn. And that's just it. Burned. It's hard to stay friends after the other person wrapped barbed wire around your heart and pulled really tight. I should write for dashboard or nine inch nails. But really... I want my pal ( Read more... )

My life has become mundane. So mundane, that when I sit down to post an lj entry nothing comes to mind. This weekend was spent popping tylenols and napping. And watching enough comedy central to greatly intesify my sense of cynicism. Finals? Meh. Yeah, I'll sudy...but only begrudgingly ( Read more... )

I watched 5 episodes of Gilmore Girls today. That's right...5. I need a life.

Thus ends the most awkward month of my life. Hallefrigginlujah ( Read more... )