Zach Braff, zach braff. happy dance. kid cracks me up, i look forward to his updates on the banality of life. now its about ashlee simpsons acid reflux, tums, and those spraying potties. if only i had a knack for screenplay and a sexy facade ( Read more... )

So he wasn't there. No biggie. No loss. No surprise. I waited, and called and there was no response ( Read more... )

One year ago ( Read more... )

Below the windows of this computer lab, odu has set up a massive array of inflatable statues to the gods of consumerism. Looks like there's free nestea for everyone today. a pinprick of light in my otherwise dull existance. good lord. two more hours before public speaking...i don't think i can handle this. i could very well ( Read more... )

Its been a long month. After finding matthew bleeding and pass'd out on the side of the fucking road, things have hit their apex of bad. I'm pulling out of said depression, and making my way into the slightly below average term of life. Its always nice to have this time between theatre and comm. I can bullshit my way around the labs, and actually ( Read more... )