If you have found this journal, then you have done an easy Google Search on my name and skimmed through enough of the entries to find a link to a Live Journal community I used to belong to for alums of Goucher College. This journal was created during my freshman year of college and was continuously updated through my college experience until a few ( Read more... )

I had been hoping to do this on a date that would be more momentous, more symbolic, but I'm antsy. I have the internet (it comes on computers now!), and I want to use it ( Read more... )

I have the internet at my house again.

For the new year, I will be switching LJ personalities. If I don't invite you to read my journal, then I don't want it being read. The new one might go friends-only. Hard to say. I've grown paranoid in my old age.

Leave love. I need a lot of it.

Basically, it's mostly just Lindsay and Anji updating with everyone else posting memes with small, random entries mixed in. And I just don't have the effort to go through forty or fifty entries every time I log on, which is very infrequently. Perhaps when I finally get the money to get myself the router, and therefore have the internet on a regular ( Read more... )

I have opinions on everything these days ( Read more... )

I am posting both of these without comment, publically, because it takes even thatmuchtoomuch effort to care about making it private.

( Email Time Capsule from one year ago, received in my mailbox today )

And now, for your viewing pleasure, some Bigger Than Cheeses which I find to be of a high enough quality to put on my refrigerator, if I still had a refrigerator of my own.
It's been a while since BTC has been this HILARIOUS.

Gay Bomb
My friends aren't classy
That third panel is SO me and Adri talking about Charles

TA DA!

Been a while. Hallowe'en was a bust. I ended up sober and DD, which I have no problem with. I am glad that I was able to get my silly, drunk friends home alive. I managed to get us all into Slammers with a minimal wait time because I A) knew the bartener and B) made out with the bartender a little. I would also like to point out that I waited by ( Read more... )

Got my hair did today, finally. The grown-out emo mullet wasn't working anymore, so I got some nice, soft layers put in. I'm thinking of growing it out a bit, seeing what I can do with longer hair. Right now, I've got it semi-straightened out for the party tonight, which I fear I will never get to because Lucy takes NINE FUCKING YEARS to get ready ( Read more... )

My care needs its brake shoes replaced--$350 is the estimate so far. This makes me sad, as I was supposed to go to Boston this upcoming week to see Kiele and Matisse for the first time in months. My parents (and Lucy, who is a hobag) believe that me driving with my car in this condition is unsafe and unwise. I might agree, but I really had my heart ( Read more... )