"Isn't that just an atheist without balls?"

I love Stephen Colbert. I would totally make hot, politically incorrect love to him.

"Um, I have therapy. Until midnight ( Read more... )

My biggest fear in life is being mistaken for a single teenage mother. Well, technically, I'm not a teenager anymore, but I still look like a 15 year old, so it will continue to worry me. Anyway, today after work I felt like really punishing myself, so I took my two nephews to the park in town. After about an hour, a soccer mom with her own kids ( Read more... )

Damien Thorn: Son of the devil or just really hated Save the Last Dance? This question has yet to be answered. Anyway, due to a series of events, my mini-vacation has been moved back to July. Which means...yes, I will be attending this year's Taste of Champaign.

I *like the movie Cheaper by the Dozen. I do. I can't help it, and I'm not afraid to admit it. Much. Cheaper by the Dozen 2? The jury is still out.

Overall, I have been pretty disappointed by this summer's movie collection. Of course, that is until Snakes on a Plane is released.

*love

I have reached that point in my cold that neither the taste of food nor drink registers. I hate that ( Read more... )

The national spelling bee is going to be on ABC tomorrow night! The national spelling bee to me is like the Superbowl or March Madness to most other people. It's like watching a living junior high math book. You have the Indian kid, the black kid, the Mexican kid, the kid in the wheelchair, and the kid hooked up to a feeding tube ( Read more... )

Because it was awesome. Anyway, Mander, Jamie, Audrey, Sam, and myself returned from our mini-getaway to Chicago Wednesday night. Barely. We got caught in a horrible storm on the way home from Chicago. Luckily, Jamie, the driver, is much calmer under pressure than I am. I don't smoke, but if any of them had been packing cigarettes I would have ( Read more... )

Seriously. Nine or ten hours isn't cutting it anymore. Anyway, why do tornadoes threaten the area when I am inevitably trapped at Geoffrey Beene? My lovely mom called me last night at work as the sirens were going off to tell me to hide in the fitting rooms. There are mirrors in the fitting rooms. Glass. I also love how people are seemingly ( Read more... )

I'm tired. I would love to go to sleep for about 48 hours, but my bed is covered in clothes, shoes, and unopened boxes. I hate packing. I hate unpacking more. I'm so tired I can barely form a compound sentence. I can't wait to have a conversation about anything that is not related to my major. Bring it on.