I have officially completed the first of several ginormous projects that have been haunting me the last couple of weeks. Paper #1 is officially tackled. Paper #2 is going to be slightly more challenging. If you give me books to read and literature to regurgitate, I can give you one hell of a 20-page paper on anything. You name it. It might take me ( Read more... )

FUCK ME RUNNING! I HAVE TOO MUCH FUCKING HOMEWORK!

I visited my new townhome this weekend. It's not as cool as I thought it was in some ways, but it surpasses my expectations like crazy in others. I'm a little disappointed that I didn't get to prance around in it naked, since our realtor and her husband were there. We signed the lease and forked over three of my toes and one of Charlie's testicles ( Read more... )

There are no words in the english language that can properly describe my newfound love for pineapple slices dipped in chocolate sauce.

Perhaps "splort"?

BEHOLD! My cute ass kitchen! (we got the apartment)


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Charlie and I found an awesome apartment online. 1,170 square feet with vaulted ceilings, two balconies, washer/dryer/dishwasher, fireplace and two-car garage for $1095 a month. That means I'll be paying a little less than I did all last year ( Read more... )

I've decided that a person has officially lost their child-like zest for life when a penny is no longer worth bending down to pick up.

That is all.

I'mma gonna clean my apartment.

I think, as a general rule, when you're feeling depressed, you must live in squalor.

I looked down at my toilet today, and for the first time in 2 weeks, really saw it. And I thought to myself, "What the fudge ( Read more... )

Last night as I slept, I found myself sitting in a class that I'm not really taking- but all too familiar. The classroom was full of students, the kind who come standard with any 100-level gen ed requirement. There are the blonde freshman girls who haven't quite figured it out yet- the swaggering idiot guys who never will. Swaggering idiot sitting ( Read more... )

I... don't remember anything. Seriously. Nothing. There are pictures everywhere of me doing things like... trying to apply lipstick while holding a wedge of lime in my teeth and talking on my cell phone.

...and my panties are missing. If you have my panties, can I have them back? They're one of my favorite pairs.