My LJ account is going to end soon, and I'm going to be replacing it with my new myspace page. I'm currently working on it, so I'm just wondering who of all my livejournal friends has myspace. Just out of curiosity, so that I can add you people and still stay in touch. I'm finding LJ daunting and...well...annoying, really. I hate checking this ( Read more... )

Right now, it feels like the calm before the storm. Everything seems so peaceful right now without school, with out work, with out anything. It's all so seperated from my life and reality and the world, that sometimes I feel like I'm really losing it. Slipping slowly into hysteria at times, I find myself talking as if I've lost my mind. I feel like ( Read more... )

Hey, that's where people poop!

Go SEAHAWKS ( Read more... )

stressed...out...

i've seriously contemplated hitting my head on the wall.

BLOODY. FUCKING. HELL. I hate airports. I missed my flight to Seattle, so I'm stuck for a night in Canada. Which isn't TERRIBLE...but it's just FRUSTRATING. I feel like tearing out the throat of every airport employee and shoving it down their big stupid happy fake grins. I have never been given such little help at an airport ever, and I will from ( Read more... )

I like to think that if I were on MTV's Realworld that it would be a hoot and everyone would watch Realworld twice as much. I would also like to think I have a high pain tolerance, but that isn't always true ( Read more... )

Max Dulin is a cool kid. If you disagree with me, then I'll punch you in the gullet. Yeah, that's right - I went there. I could probably say more, and include a list of reasons, but I think everyone will agree with me when I say "Max Dulin is a cool kid." Besides, does anyone else write about other people in their LJ's? I thought not. And this post ( Read more... )

Sitting here waiting to draft for Fantasy football. Yeah, really bored. Robert and I have three new roommates in our hostel - three irish guys. They're hilarious, and awesome, and prove to me once again that there is nothing better than being Irish or hanging out with an Irishman ( Read more... )

The universe is the Great All, and offers a paradox too great for the finite mind to grasp. As the living brain cannot conceive of a nonliving brain - although it may think it can - the finite mind cannot grasp the infinite. The prosaicx fact of the universe's existence alone defeats both the pragmatist and the romantic. There was a time, when ( Read more... )