( Tagged by both Laura and Gary, here's my quest... )

It is that time again. It is the time for me to subjugate all of my faithful and unfaithful readers (both those who like me and those who do not) to ten first lines of the books I have lying about my room, because that is what I like to do sometimes and I can't explain it because it is just in my genes. In effect, you are all hostages. Morever, ( Read more... )

Danny ordered me to "update, you whore," and so I thought I might. I would like to think it is because he wants to hear about my life, but it is probably actually that everyone was sick of looking at John Donne's poetry, and he was the one who volunteered to tell me that tactfully (with the tasteful addition of "whore ( Read more... )

Today, I was telling An and Dan how the last great year for Bowie's Concert Choir was 2002-2003, when the seniors were sophomores. An said, "Are you sure it wasn't just because you were young and thought it was magnificent?" I assured her, "No, no, no, we were much better," but I was thinking that perhaps she had a point. So I went to Mrs. Jones ( Read more... )

meet me where i want to be ( Read more... )

I just licked chocolate icing off of a knife the size of a yardstick, and I have never felt better in my life ( Read more... )

I am sixteen going on seventeen.

For the last time.

My vote is in:

Can't Keep Me Down Monday
Rufus Tuesday
White House Wednesday
Toxic Thursday

Friday is still up for grabs.
UIL girls, go!

Been talking a lot of crap lately. My mouth just walks away from my brain like it owns the place, when it really is living off of the generosity of my pathetic little heart ( Read more... )

And the Oscar goes to....

...Tanya Schurr.