My baby is fat. I would never say that to her face, of course, but she really is. Ever since she turned six months, she's really been packing on the pounds, especially in the tush area ( Read more... )

In light of recent shootings and car thefts in our neighborhood, Riss asked one of the local coppers what we can do to be safer in the area. "Run red lights," he said. "Just run them. The police will understand." What? So I started running red lights with reckless abandon, and I don't feel a damn bit safer. I mean, my life is more exciting ( Read more... )

I'm so sick of everything. I don't want to go out. I just want to sit here and type and cry intermittently. No one understands me. Every time I think I meet someone who does, they end up to be a pathetic tool just like everyone ( Read more... )

I'm sitting in class right now. It looks like I'm copying notes off of the board, but actually I'm typing an LJ entry. Laptops are such a good invention, and I'm sad I didn't think of inventing them sooner. A while ago, the teacher abruptly asked to borrow my computer while I was talking to Davis on AIM about what a tool the teacher was. So ( Read more... )

So, last week, I almost got shot. Like, in the face. I drove past what I thought was a drug bust, but actually it was a McShooting. Also, Franny's car got stolen from the West Village parking lot. That's not what I would call good news ( Read more... )

On Thursday I went to Pub Quiz at the Dillo with Phil, Jessica and Robin. It was sorta fun. We got 7th place out of 11, which is shameful. We also cheated, which is even more pathetic ( Read more... )

The man who moved our shit into our new apartment was named Brent. Brent was very nice. While he was moving our shit, Brent told me that he was in New Orleans for Hurricane Katrina. He'd gone to see if his mom was ok, and oh no! Brent got trapped! He had to wait on the rooftop for a Black Hawk to rescue him. Won't someone help Brent!? Brent ( Read more... )

We now live in the Flowers building instead of Hicks. This means that we have bigger windows and lower ceilings. It also means that I have a smaller bedroom, smaller closet, smaller bathroom and now have to pay $60 more per month. What the fuck ( Read more... )

Friday night I watched the Black History Month version of Sister Sister reruns on the Disney chan, and let me tell you, it was pretty mentally-rewarding. Then, at midnight, Miho "Moho" Kubagawa stumbled in and invited Kellyann and me for a beer-shotgunning contest in her room. (Since I shotgunned my first beer two weeks ago, I've decided that it' ( Read more... )

When I went to Brokeback Mountain at the Carolina Theater I ran into Katie and her boyfriend and my advisor who hasn't answered an email in three weeks. Last night I went to Matchpoint there with Riss, Patricia and Phil, and we ran into James, Laura Furhman and Liuda and Betsy and then Hiram walked in ten minutes late singing Ryan Adams. That ( Read more... )