I'm a workaholic at times, and I absolutely hate it. Now is one of those times. It's gotten to the point where I feel guilty for sleeping more than three hours, or for having fun. That's fucking sick ( Read more... )

Assorted Hotlanta happenings.

Impromptu Tallahassee trip.

"The Reeferville Daily News at 10.".

A bit of a grab bag, and then How To Make Science, and then more grab bag.

Spring break wooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

I'm going to be taking some time to explore Europe a bit before and after I do my teaching thing. Does anyone have any suggestions of places I should go or things I should do? Stuff to avoid? Advice in general ( Read more... )

I got a job teaching English in Hungary and Slovakia this summer! Can I get a hell yeah?

So far, I've done homework and put in 24 hours at the ol' WoodPEC. Next up, more unremitting hedonism in the form of cleaning my apartment, another six hours at work, and then, starting at around 8 p.m., actual fun.

Stolen from Ryan:

1. Where is your cell phone? -- Butt

2. Your boyfriend/girlfriend? -- (butt)

3. Your hair? -- Butt?

4. Your mother? -- Butt-in

5. Your father? -- Butthole

6. Your favorite thing? -- Butt

7. Your dream last night? -- DMButt

8. Your favorite drink? -- Butt

9. Your dream car? -- Buttmobile

10. The room you're in? -- Butt ( Read more... )

I just went three days without eating. No reason for it whatsoever except that I wanted to see if I could do it. Evidently I can. Cool!

It was remarkably easy, but I will say that it was a bit of a relief to break the fast. Speaking of which, DUC breakfast will not come soon enough. I'm going to get all up in some scrambled eggs and toast. Mmmmm

Last night, Mikey and I had a two-hour phone conversation during which we morosely contemplated the nature of life and society's impact on total weirdos like us, and then somehow ended up choking on our own hysterics while discussing some of the most perverted (and hilarious) ideas I've ever encountered, let alone created ( Read more... )

Granted, a little bird told me I was driving down to Tallahassee to surprise Mikey.

Many fun things happened!

Randy and I had a post-breakup tiff about something ridiculous, but we smoothed things over. We kick ass.

I did about .1% of all the homework I needed to do over the weekend, so logically I decided to type this up. I'ma go get a soda.

I'm having a premonition. The premonition says... this is going to be a fun weekend.