Does anyone check on or care about Livejournal anymore? I'm just wondering. I wasn't too sad when Myspace stole Xanga's thunder, 'cause Xanga was so damn annoying, but Livejournal isn't so bad ( Read more... )

Although the days of my fascination with all things Lord of the Rings have passed me--and rightfully so--I maintain that Elijah Wood is the sweetest, prettiest little man in all the world. I would like to hug him. And possibly pick him up and spin him around.

Let me explain what brought this on: Elijah Wood gets Punk'd (YouTube). (I know some of ( Read more... )

Today was surprisingly pleasant, for an AP testing day. I woke up and got out of the house at a reasonable time, with some coffee and a lousy piece of toast kind of bumping around my tummy making me feel a little ill. But I sat down to that test, I said, "Mister Test, you're not so tough. I can handle you." And I did. At least, I'm fairly sure I ( Read more... )

My throat is sore and I am hot. I think AP tests are making me ill. But I had a bit of a revelation tonight--of course it was about something that I don't really need to start thinking about for another few months. I think I know what I'll do for this oh-so-ominous senior project. My idea might POSSIBLY be a very huge and stupid undertaking. Not in ( Read more... )

We saw The Glass Menagerie at the Shakespeare Tavern today and I'm not sure why I was the only person there who loved it instead of either completely hating it or being like eh, it was okay. Perhaps I am crazy. It made me very sad in a few different ways. Maybe that's just not other peoples' idea of fun ( Read more... )

Who wants to weigh in on the thought of me with bangs? Swooshy side bangs (which I had during the summer and liked), straight across bangs (not totally straight across, more like the girl from Giant Drag, that band Myspace has been shoving down your throat for a few days), whatever.

Ugh. I almost want to dye my hair the color it already is, just so ( Read more... )

Do you know that we will be seniors in like, a month? And I'll be 18 in like 4 months. I don't think I want to be. I think I may elect to remain 17 for a few years. But I won't stay a junior. Juniorism sucks a lot. But when I'm 18 I think I'll go buy cigarettes and hand them out to hobos and try not to get arrested like Willy Mason but if I did get ( Read more... )

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I always think I've heard the craziest Regina Spektor song there is, and ALWAYS proves me wrong. Case in point: Pavlov's Daughter. Oh my GOD, woman.

(Psst. If you click on that you can download the crazy lady's song. Three cheers for YouSendIt.)

Okay. Time to continue with the closet and drawer cleaning. Or maybe eat some PB&J. Or maybe do some more ( Read more... )

I accidentally didn't wake up until like now and have like 40 things to do today and that's not even including my research paper which was actually due this past Monday.

Meh. Be kind to me Mrs. Dryden. Please.