Hm, Jill and I are absolutely obsessed with Tegan and Sara!  I'm glad we realize it though.  With Jill's new laptop in lap, all we do is look up new interviews and songs and pictures.  I think I have almost every song they've had recorded.  Woohoo!  Right now, I'm waiting to see if I passed the OPOTC test from Wednesday.  Then, I can go become a ( Read more... )

Broken, torn, teenager who sits on the coffee stained couch. Passed down from her mom's mom, the couch resembles a 1970 disco ball. Some red, some blue, some yellow, speckled down on top of silver. The softness is still familiar though, back when "good times" were. Surely, the collection of change in the couch is enough for a pop at the gas ( Read more... )

You don't know how lucky you are. What in here is yours? The couch. I will leave you with your couch, and you can live on the street on your couch. I will take my computer, tv, vcr, dvd player, microwave (which by the way hasn't been cleaned and I didn't use it.), my plates, silverware, and lamp, and go live with the love of my life. Sorry if I ( Read more... )

So it all comes down to this... superficial lies and tell tale stories ( Read more... )

My kitty!!


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Janel McCarville drafted number 1... how come I was the only one to think this?? Clearly one of the most versatile players ever... Temeka Johnson though should have been drafted earlier... I think she'll be a great asset to any team in the long run. Eh, all in all, I think I should apply for the draft. Clearly, I'd be a top pick. Clearly.

Working Spring Break Camp, I have come to the realization that my disbelief in ADD is similar to my studies of Flow. And this is why ( Read more... )

So it all begins. Championship week has ended. Selection Sunday came and went. Now, it's up to 130 teams to narrow themselves down to two. If only heaven could be as sweet as this!! The sweat, the tears, the blood, the heartache, the emotion, the strain, the determination, the will, the heart, the teamwork, the anticipation of not knowing who ( Read more... )

so apparently, when ordering pizza from Dominos, you can't tell them to go up one more fleight of stairs to apartment 9 because the phone number listed on apartment 7 doesn't match.. and it's considered a "security risk"... then they like to call you a bitch and slut for asking them what the "security risk" is and say they're gonna call the police ( Read more... )