Well before I forget it's time to wish a belated Happy Birthday to James Dean and Neal Cassidy, whom were born on February 8th. And both are currently dead as well. Which concludes this segment of obvious similarities ( Read more... )

So last night was the last class in Yay, Jesus, Yay! before our first test, and we were watching a movie. Well yay! for movies too! Except the movie we watched was Hotel Rwanda, in it's entirety. I wished I was dead at points. It hurt so bad not to cry. I don't deal well with genocide, when I watched schindler's list I dry heaved, and puked stomach ( Read more... )

So February begins and the first thing that happens is the new Harry Potter book's release date is announced. What??? No, I swear. It's July 21st, 2007. For real ( Read more... )

Before I sit down and talk about how fucking weird my weekend was, would it be innapropriate for me to ask someone to come by and hold me quietly for a few hours?

I long for an iPhone, because I realized that I spend a lot of my day mentally transcribing LJ posts which never make it to the screen. I ramble constantly with the intent of putting it here, but most never make it, and then you lose out on helpful information like what I bought at the fancy market ( Read more... )

Quality time with mom on Friday, then poker with weirdoes, and then a quick trip down to Baltimore to visit with Nate&Emma. There was much conversation and libations.
All in all a long weekend. Today I am focused on throwing out old mail and trying to straighten up the sty.
Also thanks to a creepy mattress commercial I'm quickly developing a fear of ( Read more... )

So, by the way, OH MY GOD! 24 is back. And for each minute filled with real-time espionage, bone-breaking fun, and ass-kicking plot twists, is a minute I forget everything else.

If you google "Jack", Jack Bauer is #8 on the list. I suggest we force anyone else with the name jack (or nickname as is often the case) change their name to Howard.

Spelling suggestions for my last name are as follows ( Read more... )

Being uncomfortable, either emotionally or physically, isn't necessarily bad.Well then. I suppose all is well! I'll cancel therapy, and smack a smile on my face, because, quite frankly, I thought it was necessarily bad. huh. who knew ( Read more... )

Sorry I've been gone for a while. I'm trying to get my head around things, get into gear, and other such pointless platitudes ( Read more... )