Step 1: Open your MP3/media player ( Read more... )

Be forewarned this is going to be a somewhat long post seeing as how I went home this weekend. I mean that I had roughly ten hours of solitary confinement in a car to think about things, more eventful things happen while I am home and I wasted a paragraph explaining why I was going to be long winded ( Read more... )

Seeing as how I have been sleeping on Dan and Forrest’s room for the past couple of night I have not been able to write at my usual speed, which has caused some back logged thought ( Read more... )

I hate Valentines Day, I really do. It is a holiday that reminds people that they were alone. So I am going to try and forget it all, or randomly hook up with some girl for the sake of the holiday.

Now I am going to go sleep in Dan and Forrest’s room because my roommate didn’t stay away and has returned early.

Weezer sing along = fun. thats it good night

I realized that over the past few weeks I have picked up this weird habit of talking to myself. Not just saying things to myself, but carrying entire conversations with myself. It is kind of in a weird Gollum like way. Me arguing something with myself taking the opposite end of the debate. So far I have limited it to while I am alone or while no ( Read more... )

I am pretty sure I just experienced my oddest sober college moment. It was about four o’clock in the morning; Dan and I were in the bathroom singing Wonderwall while Neil played the guitar ( Read more... )

It is almost 3 in the morning and my life can be summed up simply by looking at what I am doing right now. I am lying in bed in my pajamas watching reruns of Roseanne while playing some stupid ball game on my computer. Yup that is it. What can be inferred from all of this? Nothing. Nothing this is what I have, this is what is left ( Read more... )

I realized tonight that He can go fuck himself. Especially after the whole Christian concert I went to were the band belittled us. That is right Omnipotent One you can go fuck yourself.

I now have a new favorite shirt. It is tight and black. I was told I looked good in it and that I should wear it more often six times today. Of course those were all by guys. That is exactly the response I was going for I wanted a bunch of guys complimenting me on my looks, who needs girls ( Read more... )