You know that feeling when you dream about your long lost best friend playing baseball in the field, with you watching proudly from behind the center fielder, and your long lost best friend's dead mother steps out onto the porch, and even though there are five or six silly girls with fancy hair and bounces in their step hovering near the team's ( Read more... )

How do you tell your best friend that they are a fuckup? Regarding relationships and politics and friendships. How do you tell them that they are hurting everybody around them? No good, no good ( Read more... )

So, I am drunk. It is fucking 4:00 in the afternoon and I am actually coming OFF of being drunk. Yup, head's a bit clearer now (just shook it). Why am I drunk at fucking 4:00 in the afternoon you ask? Because it's World Cup soccer time yo! It has consumed my every waking minute. I actually cancelled class today and tomorrow so I wouldn't miss a ( Read more... )

I met an Italian and a Palestinian (I bet I butchered that word, but I'm too lazy to look it up). Both very very cute. Indeed. I'm totally diggin the Italian and consider the P-ian (shorthand, meh) as a best friend now. Which is weird, since I just met them three weeks ago. Very comfy peeps. Very good musicians, both of them. I've got some pics of ( Read more... )

Have you ever had one of those days? I like that sentence. I had one of those days yesterday. I planned a kick ass party and four peeps showed up. 'Sallright about that, but it was an odd mixture of peeps that didn't fit well. So the conversation was akward and the laughter was forced. At least on my end of it. The end. In other news I was offered ( Read more... )

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The Hair song just went through my head when I typed that Subject in. Hmmm, hm-mm, hmm, hm-mm, HAAAIIIRRR HAIIIIIRRR hmmm, hm-mm, long beautiful HAAAAAAIIIRR ( Read more... )

So, technically I've been living off loans for the past year, saved by a few sub-jobs here and there, my tax return, and my family who has bought various food stuffs and my father who has given me the fantastic gift of keeping my head above water financially by paying my credit card payments (to which I give a big hoorah and a promise to find the ( Read more... )

I got to carry the Conacht banner in the Irish parade!! My friend Natalie (lil nat) and I went to the beginning of the parade, just to walk it, and some guy in an orange vest says "do you wanna carry a banner?" and we says "sure! why not!" and we got our picture taken and people smiled and clapped for us. And then at the end of the parade some chic ( Read more... )

Ahhh, America is tinged with green today. Before going out to the festivities I put on my green/bought-for-St-Patty's shirt (only one I have other than UO shirts) and stared at myself in the mirror. Somehow it felt weird putting on a green shirt this year. Perhaps my recent trip to the land of Eire took away the magic. Like meeting Pedro Martinez ( Read more... )