his nose itches!

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i want to cook for captain nemo ad the nautilus crew, and spend my weekends in an octopuses garden. land is overrated, and i think humanity as a whole made a bad decision when they crawled out of the soup a million years ago.

can we go back now, please? my gills are in the mail, i swear.

happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear meeee, happy birthday to meeeeee

this is a shout out to my roommate who said, when confronted with a progressively slower and slower draining shower, "Maybe it will just fix itself."

at the time i rolled my eyes and said 'yeah right, things don't just fix themselves!' on the inside, but you know what? the damn thing fixed itself.

this is me, going to bed before it's dark out.

today i ate the first blackberry of summer.

q: what is worse than running over one roadkill on your bike on the way home?

a: running over two. duh! :P

i can keep up with e-tards and still be dancing strong long after their high has worn off.

now if only there was somewhere to dance like that every weekend.

ironically, our provided-by-the-city water saving super efficient shower head has started dripping.

it's me against the bugs.