My one true love, Telemundo.

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I'm nearly 21 (OHAI THURSDAY). So fucking weird. It's like adulthood is, like, here or something ( Read more... )

I'm researching all this fucking whack shit for an article I'm writing for my magazine writing class. It's all about neuroenhancers -- a fancy term for taking shit like Adderall to be "smarter" or work harder or concentrate more or whatever. dnw what amounts to low-dose speed in my life. This why I don't think I could handle regular grad skewl. ( Read more... )

I love this band so fucking much.

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Who's ready for the Dirty Jerz ( Read more... )

What I should be doing: packing for Benjamin's wedding in the Dirty Jerz and comparing databases for overlap.

What I am doing: watching ANTM re-runs and thinking about hot wings and mozzarella sticks.

In other news, it would seem that Andy Schleck came in 2nd in the Tour de France. But he is my love. My one true love. Forever and ever.

My one true love has one final chance to claim his rightful place as champion of the Tour de France. I believe in you, Andy Schleck. I believe in you because you have two testicles and a great accent and beautiful blond hair. Godspeed,

I have just killed a large insect in my bathroom. I fear it might be an adolescent roach. THIS IS NOT OKAY.

CHEMICAL WARFARE TIME, BITCHES. I don't care that I am broke off my ass. I'm going to go right now and invest in the most lethal roach-killing products that money can buy.