Holy fucking shit. So, who won't be sleeping anytime soon? Yes, that would be me.

I got a hankering to d/l some Falco, and holydeargod...the crack.

I think I'm going to have Aryan triplet nightmares.

By the way, Caitlin, there's still a 'Nazi Punks, FUCK OFF!' sticker awaiting usage. Sweet. Also...'gold chain, motherfucker'.

So, I'm back in the Atlanta area. And still screwed as ever ( Read more... )

So, I'm having really mixed emotions about this holiday ( Read more... )

And when I see you, I really see you upside-down. But my brain knows better, it picks you up and turns you around. Turns you around, turns you around ( Read more... )

So, my parents came up to ATL on Monday, and we all went and stayed in a hotel across the street from Tech. I went to studio yesterday, and then after class there was a beautiful reunion...IKEA ( Read more... )

So, we had another studio party last night, and might I just say...it was AMAZING. It started out slowly, with me and Brian smuggling about 6 cups of various juices out of the dining hall. We went back to Brian's room, where he, Leah, and I watched Chappelle's Show: Season 1 and The Best of Will Ferrell and drank a little. Then Tech won a football ( Read more... )

Someone remind me, next time I decide to chase a 32oz vodka mixed drink with a few rounds of beer pong, that it's probably not the best idea. Especially if I have to be awake and functional by 10 the next morning. Story of my life: hungover for any and every event that impacts my future. Ah, well ( Read more... )

So, I got 16 hours of sleep, which is AMAZING. 4:30pm to 2:30am, and then 4:30am to 10:30am. I feel refreshed, which is definitely nice. However, it's cold as balls outside, which is not so nice. I mean, I do prefer this over sweating my face off, but I'm cold and desperately needing someone to snuggle with. I just made coffee, and it's damn good, ( Read more... )

So, Brian and I ordered THE MOST AMAZING shirts yesterday at about 6am.


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I've been up for 27 straight hours. I'm going to fucking bed.

By the by, it's fucking minus twenty bajillion degrees out. I'm wearing a wifebeater, a short-sleeve, a thermal, and Brian's sweatshirt (because he's sweet and gave it to me this morning), and I'm still effing freezing. I'm going to go crawl under my four blankets and sleep.Mmmm...