I got home yesterday and found out that I'm going to CMU this summer.

Good to know, I say.

I haven't been excited about much for a long time. I think this will be good for me.

In other news...I was wondering if it is possible to get Prozac without your parents knowing. I somehow doubt it.

Love,
Raberman

Me + a giant bowl of Annie's + Spiderman 2 + seven freshman boys + my basement = not altogether a bad prom night ( Read more... )

I really wish I were still sitting in Lily's family room with (most of) the rest of Accent pretending to be whales ( Read more... )

Anna likes to ask people, "Is anything okay?" instead of "everything." She doesn't know the difference ( Read more... )

I feel really inadequate. In general, in specific. Just inadequate. And it's not like I particularly suck at anything important to me. I'm just not feeling particularly good at the things that are important to me ( Read more... )

I bought another Toad the Wet Sprocket CD. I may have an addiction. I now have four. Unhealthy? Maybe ( Read more... )

In the past three days, I've watched "Garden State" three times and climbed up Tippling Rock with Biko off his leash and then wandered around in the woods aimlessly twice ( Read more... )

Would someone please shrink me down really tiny and put me in a nice warm egg full of soft Jell-o stuff so that I could curl up and think for a while and come out when I'm ready? Thanks ever so much.

I might be losing my mind. I yelled at several people today. It was fun.

Love,
Raberman

Anna won't stop feeding my Goldfish. I don't understand.

( I wrote this a while ago. )

The VagMons were wonderful last night. $350 worth of wonderful, to be exact ( Read more... )