Prom is tomorrow. Will it be fun? No one really knows, but I'm going to give it my best shot. That is, if I still fit into my dress. I knew a size five wouldn't fit me forever, and now I may be screwed. Oh well, grannie panties can do wonders for unseemly celulite ( Read more... )

Oh, what a beautiful morning! Oh what a beautiful day ( Read more... )

Does anyone know the name of the guy from the chemistry videos Minot shows in class? Because here is a poem I wrote in his honor. In the poem, I called him Milton, even though I'm pretty sure he's Indian and not at all named Milton ( Read more... )

Chokay. I'm back from Chicago, which was tremendously fun, especially since I got to go with the amply racked Mooly and the lovely if spacey Katherine. We shopped until we literally dropped, then shopped some more, hung out with the boyz in the city, and ate really expensive, really confusing Indian food. Somewhere in there I also hopped a fence at ( Read more... )

Wow. All I can say is wow. It's been a pretty good couple of days, I must say ( Read more... )

Today, and yesterday, and I guess the day before that, I've been thinking about real weird shit. The kind of shit you don't usually tell people about ( Read more... )

You scored as Fascist Dictator. You have strong work ethic and think that the government is doing a bang up job. Well, it would be a little better if you were in it. Everyone is inferior to you and all your glory. You know how to run a country and make money doing it. If only it weren't for the disabled, elderly, poor, ethnic people. Hitler ( Read more... )

Hello again, Livejournal! I know, I know, it's been quite awhile, but I have been busy galavanting across the globe, and did not have much time, or internet access for that matter. I shall begin at the beginning, but only give vague details, because I don't feel like outlining everything ( Read more... )

I got a hair cut yesterday, and the gravity of what I have done has recently begun to set in. You may recall my mentioning my passport picture, taken during the height of my mono epidemic. I complained that the police in France wouldn't recognize me because in the picture I severly resembled a little boy. Well, now they will have no problem ( Read more... )

There is no more productive activity during study hall than updating this mother. The Torch lab is abuzz with activity, everyone doing nothing because it's Friday and this is what we do on Fridays. Molly M and I considered sneaking out the back door and going home for a not-quite-the-end-of-school munchfest, but it didn't happen. Instead, we had a ( Read more... )