( In case you haven't read it yet... )

I just saw some rendition of "Proof," on TV.

Every time I see that show, it makes me want to die.

Hunter S. Thompson is dead and I kind of want to cry ( Read more... )

Things keep getting worse. So much so that I'm begging for November. November will make things alright. Everything will be fine in November.

Don't you love those songs that just make your heart ache?

NOVAK ( Read more... )

Hahahaha, my sister got asked to homecoming by a senior.

It'd be cute if it wasn't gross at the same time.

Thank you for being there. I know it doesn't seem like a lot. But it is.

Suck it ( Read more... )

I'm walking to Bella Bottega, and I see a large formation of nerds gathered around a pay phone. I didn't need to get closer than 100 meters to tell that they were nerds; all pastey males gathered around in a tightly regimented semi-circle formation. Only nerds naturally congregate in such organized fashion ( Read more... )

Forgot about Drama Banquet. Which is to say it's better left forgotten.

I had planned to write at length about visiting a beach on Whidbey island, in philosophical terms, pointing out things about footprints and crabs and life and people and nature ( Read more... )

Today I found out what the hell is up with the whole "guys wearing tight jeans," thing. Specifically, tight jeans are hot. I put on a pair of Sarah King's jeans today, and I swear to god, my butt shrunk. Tight jeans on guys have definitely gone from the "dumb," pile, to the "acceptable," pile. While I would never wear tight jeans on a regular ( Read more... )