Yeah, yeah... I know what I said.

Does anyone have an invite code they could spare?

All good things come to an end. Having this journal has lost its meaning. In fact, both of them. The first one being the freedom of self-expression -- gone. If I can't say what I feel without being shat on over and over again for doing so, then screw it, it isn't worth it. The second reason I had for having this journal was to stay in touch with ( Read more... )

1. Age: 25 ( Read more... )

Saw Minority Report with my brother, it was great. It's one of those movies that you just have to see at the theatre, preferably one with a THX license. Not only were the f/x mindblowing, but the script was rather well put together, as well. It's one of those movies though that has a plot that dazzles the mind to a degree that the entire complexity ( Read more... )

I've been trying to find people from San Marcos to talk to, so I could at least have an off chance at making connections and at some point hopefully friends there. The fact that I don't know anyone from there other than Mary is freaking me out a bit. Making friends has never been easy for me, and I can't rely on her as my only social contact there ( Read more... )

This is SO hypnotic!

I find it ironic that medical science is striving so hard to find a cure for AIDS, while they are yet to find one for Christianity.

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Bart: I smell a museum.

Homer: Yeah, good things don't end with 'eum,' they end with 'mania' or 'teria.'

"You know what I've never understood? Why did they change the siren noise? When I was a kid, it was always 'WAAAAAH WAAAAAH' and now it's 'WOO WOO WOO WOO WOO'. Why'd they do that? I mean, did they do some research? Did they find out that WOO-WOO was a more effective siren than WAAAH?"
"Hey, and what about those English sirens? 'EEE YAAAH, EEE YAAAH ( Read more... )