( we all have reasons for moving. )

i love singalongs! and nate rogers is damn funny. and salsa budgets are getting tight. and peer bong is getting easier. and kathleens hair is sooooo cute! and i love my friends.

everyone feels guilty about something all the time.

it's not that i don't want to write my paper, because believe me i do (literature is my favorite thing in the world), i just can't. i wouldn't say that my priorities are misplaced, they're just being muddled...muffled, muzzled. mussed.

( Pozzo: The Net. He thinks he’s entangled in a net. )

i had a dream i got shot in the heart and died last night. i had a dream that there were bugs eating my insides until i died last night. i had a dream that my sister died so i killed myself last night. i had a dream that i was a ghost trying to tell everyone i loved that i was still near them last night. i woke up with that song "that'll be the day ( Read more... )

this is probably so unexpected but i seriously love my job. things are really great right now. all things. well, most things. i'll take what i can get.

fact: I drive an enormously HUGE obnoxiously BRIGHT RED pickup truck.

1. How could you possibly not see me, asshat?
2. I know you see me, so why would you pull out in front of ME, when if I hit you, you'd most likely die?

Seriously guys, I'm comparable to a semi. Be safe out there!

last night was swimming and swigging and i woke up missing everything that i had the day before. i couldnt see, i still cant. all i remember is grabbing people by the shoulders and shouting "I DON'T DO THIS!"

i guess when i lose a bet, i lose it like i mean it.

are you FUCKING KIDDING ME?

i got absolutely nothing accomplished today, homework wise. tomorrow = screwed.

but tonight was so nice.