Maybe I'll explain in 15 years.

Reflecting on the summer, since the point where I am forced to readjust my sleep schedule has unfortunately arrived (friends don't let friends nap), I would have to say that June 7th was the best day EVER. No, July was definitely the best month ever. No...last week was BY FAR the best week ever. Mike "surprised" me with a three day mid-weekend ( Read more... )

I had a dream in which I asked out a boy I've had a crush on intermittently since I was 15. Then I woke up and realized...he had stolen all the blankets ( Read more... )

I am going to see Pete Yorn and Foo Fighters tonight in Boston. You are so jealous.

This is the most prideful journal entry I've ever written.

OMG! Jason Ma-raz! (I wonder if anyone will notice if I sneak over to the Met Cafe to see Rooftop Suicide Club...)

<3 Mocky Mock <3

This journal entry has nothing to do with dogs, Marco Polo or that kid ( Read more... )

Calling all Girl Scouts...

I NEED COOKIES!

To state the obvious - it is cold outside ( Read more... )

November in less than 100 words ( Read more... )

My kidneys are killing me! That was QUITE the hostile takeover.

FORK IT - Sometimes you're Trishelle and sometimes you're Brynn.