I failed woman school. They handed out the aprons and oven mitts the first day, but I obviously missed roll call. I follow a philosophy that anything instantly tastes better when doused in hot sauce. My creative meal base begins with a packet of ramen noodles. Adam once handed me a broom at work and as I stared blankly at him I wondered "What ( Read more... )

Mandatory maintenance folks. Believe it or not in between my days of slaving over a hot grill, drinking entirely too much and getting into severely un-right situations, and reading every paperback available in the Pitt bookstore, I do get things done ( Read more... )

No more wild dreams, though I did have a rather peculiar one last night where Parker and I were back together. And we were arguing. BIG surprise there.

I cannot even describe to you how happy I am today. I cannot fully capture the joy that has filled my heart stomach on this beautiful, sunny Pittsburgh day. The butter and Brita filter in my ( Read more... )

I was jolted out of bed this morning by a horrific nightmare that left my heart racing and my head sweating. I was practically in tears until I realized just what it had been I was dreaming about - then I fell out of bed laughing ( Read more... )

I swore I wouldn't do it. I swore I wouldn't give in. You taunted me and tempted me, I resisted your charm and appeal. But a woman is only so strong ( Read more... )

So I deal with an exorbitant amount of morons at work on a nightly basis (read: drunk college kids who can't figure out what to order so they call me, sit on the phone for ten minutes asking things like "what's in your cheesesticks?" or "what exactly are breadsticks?". It's not rocket science people, it's bread in stick form. Got any more brain ( Read more... )

Typically my day runs something like this - 8 am to 4 pm is class, 5 pm - 2 am is work, 2 am - 4 am is studying, eating, showering, all those things I don't normally get to do in a day, and I take a nap from 4 -7 before doing it all again. Needless to say, I'm typically so busy I rarely have time to sleep, let alone have a hobby. Which is why I ( Read more... )

I'm swearing off men. I've said it before but this is enough.

I walked in this morning to Tom sleeping with another girl.

Fuck men, fuck love, fuck the world.

I'm going to bed and I hope to God I just don't wake up.

What a long and messed up weekend. This one's going to take a portion of my cunning - no, wait. ( All my cunning. )

I need an explicative that can fully describe this. For lack of creativity, I'll just say - pretzels ( Read more... )