So I'm trying to simplify my life. My IPOD broke, my CD player broke, my cell phone that included the only contact information I possess for most of the people I party with was smashed by my psychotic mother, I wiped my computer of all its files and got rid of half of my clothes. Right now, I am sans boyfriend as well. The internet will be the ( Read more... )

Only one person sent me their phone number. What the hell is wrong with you people!?

Leaving for senior week in about fifteen minutes . . . one trailer, my two best boys, lots of alcohol, and an outdoor shower. Who could ask for anything more?

So it's been a little crazy around the house ( Read more... )

Last day of finals; bored; free period for ten more minutes.

Been busy. A quick rundown of the last week:

Thursday = show at VFW; gin and tonics; talking to Parisian skinhead band in French and trying to get the guitarist to come bet pizza with us; hanging out at John's apartment; "accidental threesome" (haha Mike; good way of putting it); ( Read more... )

Well once again, I'm in writing workshop class and I'm done the work I was supposed to do coz I'm goddamn proactive like that. It's 2:10 pm and I have 40 minutes to look like I'm busy and productive and I guess that means and update ( Read more... )

Wrote this earlier but forgot to post it ( Read more... )

God is sending the seven plagues down on my neighborhood. I think there were seven. Or were there nine? I forget ( Read more... )

Only in East Falls . . .

Click this to see why helicopters were flying over my bedroom at the fucking crack of dawn.

They wrote about my dad in Philadelphia magazine AND Judy Weaver is pregnant, her and Joe Thomas are engaged, the baby isn't his, and he doesn't know it!

These past few weeks or so have been alright I guess. Two Tuesdays ago, me, Kait, Steph, Ed, and Tim smoked up and went to the zoo. The gorilla rushed the glass, which was probably the highlight of the trip for me ( Read more... )