So I've cleaned up my friends list for various reasons, none of which I feel the need to explain.

All I'll say is: if you've been chucked, take it with a grain of salt. My life, as of now, usually isn't worth reading about anyway.

My take on the current weather of the news:

Niger's got slavery problems, Pakistan's got clan-related "honorable" rape problems, Iraq's got U.S.-troops-shooting-at-freed-hostages problems (among other, much more obvious problems), and the U.S. has got...Martha Stewart problems?

Yeah, um, okay. What can we learn from this?

Comfort food is the best thing to eat during finals. Even though the stuff is often jam-packed with fat calories and other not-so-delicious additives, nothing beats something so good as chocolate chip pancakes. I’m sorry, but it’s true. Fuck the stigma attached to gaining weight-food is awesome ( Read more... )

It's funny, because someone hacked into my LiveJournal and wrote an entry in which I told everyone to die. Unless I was just so tired this morning that I wrote something without realizing it. Anyway, since I don't really erase entries, I'll just leave it up on the web, where it's bound to offend someone sooner or later ( Read more... )

I hate my life. I hate you all. die.

I got in. I fucking got in.

The other day, I went to my friend’s blog and came across an entry with the most delightful links. So, in the spirit of patriotism, I bring to you (or at least those of you who haven’t stumbled upon these sites as a result of countless of other linkages) these:

Apologies

Accepted.

Because it’s people like this woman…who care.


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-185 polls walk into a bar, the bartender says, sorry, we don't serve polls here, the polls say, with our results, you won't be serving much of anything here, because George Bush was just reelected and this establishment is closing due to the new Prohibition Act ( Read more... )

Reason #72 ( Read more... )