Wake up. No, really, wake up. Just for a second so I can crawl around on your bed to unplug my laptop adapter thing from the wall. Because I have to go home. Really. I have deadlines n shiiit.
You can go back to sleep afterwards. Really.
Come on now.
Okay, any time now.
C'mon.
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Since afro came back, I promised I'd make an effort to not desert the LJ... I've failed ( Read more... )

Really good Food Not Bombs turnout today. I am the fucking recruiting master. Last meeting we had two people, Chris and myself. Tonight, we had six: Myself, Chris, Evan, Koren (my manager at work, and Evan's her husband), Michelle (I had classes with her last semester), and Eric (he's pretty liberal most of the time so I just asked and he actually ( Read more... )

I'm not a big fan of people today ( Read more... )

Bush Gardens.
Read, giggle, be enlightened and no longer think that pubes are disgusting.

Dear (dear deardearrr..) [fill-in-the-blank]Let's just forget that whole part where we do that guessing thing, you know, that whole part that involves pretty much nothing outside of looking and thinking (lots. and lots. of thinking ( Read more... )

No joke, I turned on the radio and that's the first thing I heard. "Let all the cats criticize about my baby's size" is the first line of the song. It's really pretty great. If this were written about a woman who actually existed, I wonder how she felt about her boyfriend/lover/husband person writing a song about how fat she is. I'm sure I'd have ( Read more... )

I think the afro is probably dead. Dead dead. It's been down for over a month, and there have been no updates since May 8th ( Read more... )

So I completely had the intention to get on and write about how I came up with a lame term/analogy for what kind of relationship I want with Stephen, but OF COURSE I have to check my MySpace first to see if Dan replied to my message yet (Dan is Steve's friend. Since they left, we've been messaging a lot). And I guess just about EVERYONE knows I ( Read more... )

Stephen: (answering phone) Hello?
Me: Hey!
Stephen: Hey!
Me: What are you doing?
Stephen: Wearing a gas mask.

Man. Loves me this kid. =)