I am dying. Officially. Although the cause is, as yet, unknown.

I'm pretty sure it's something like cancer, brain tumors, or immune system deficiency. Or some kind of combination of the three.

I love that they're playing Better Than Ezra on the radio right now.

Everyone has obviously lost their fucking minds. If you want to leave a message for someone who lives here, on Lee's behalf, you should probably make sure that you're speaking to the person who the message is directed to. Otherwise, you just end up sounding like a COMPLETE MORON ( Read more... )

I'm sure someone knows the answer to this, and I was thinking about it in the shower on sunday, so I thought I'd pose the question. When your car gets towed, how do they get it into neutral if it's not already? Do the front wheels just always roll, no matter what? I was curious because my car's been towed like three times, but I always leave it ( Read more... )

On friday, I went with Jamie, Jen, and Amber to this art opening gallery thing (behind?) Impulse, in Fremont, or was a part of it, or I don't know, but we definitely didn't go in the front door ( Read more... )

So I've been listening to the last concert the pumpkins ever played, in Chicago, which was aired live on the radio here when I was a freshman in college (and I had the foresight to record) tonight, and it never ceases to amaze me how many memories and emotions this band invokes in me all at once, every time ( Read more... )

Just returned home from the Twilight Exit. At the encouragement of Stephanie and Ian, I blatantly hit on my first guy... ever. It went mediocrally well. Is that even a word? But also reminded me why I weekly swear off guys (and for good reason). At least he was somewhat of a nerd (in a rad, hot way), and we could carry on a good conversation ( Read more... )

It's me again!

You know what? I'm sick of going home from the party alone. Well, not literally alone, since I usually leave the party with Amy, but I think that the sentiment is understood. From here on out, I resolve to be a huge slut ( Read more... )

Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feeeeeel.
My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the seering wheeeeeel.

Touching yooooooooooou, touching meeeeeee, touching you touching touching meeeeeeeeeeeeee.

I want to kiss you every hour every minute every day.

So, I have the lamest new year's resolutuion ever. It's lame for multiple reasons. Number one being that the resolution is to update my livejournal on a semi-regular basis.
The second is that...well, it's the end of september, not new year's. The third is that I'm not exactly sober, but regardless, I never have anything that interesting to say ( Read more... )

I've done a whole lot of nothing today, which has been a theme in my life in the past. I'm all at once surprised, dismayed, and so very stoked to say that Super Troopers is fucking hilarious. And I wasn't stoned. Although, Amy and Ryan very much were. Amy made me replay the 'meow' scene like four times. Comic gold, my friends. I was weirdly ( Read more... )