I absolutely hated American Dad. I thought it was completely boring, with cliched ideas, flat jokes and horrible characters. Seriously, the mom looked like something I could have drawn. While drunk. With my eyes closed. Did it somehow get better in the last 15 minutes? Because I changed the channel. I just couldn't take it anymore. Damn you ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning to find an inch long bloody cut on my upper left arm. This proves that the blood cult I dreamed about (featuring the doctors on Nip/Tuck!) actually exists! HA! Validation!

Going out last night was fun, most of the time. The end.

Whatever happened to happy hour with everyone? Because I surely do need an hour of happiness right about now, after "communicating" with Time Warner Cable for the past 45 minutes.

This Saturday is Skansgiving at Ashley's house. She cooks a shit-ton of food and lets you eat it! So you should come. It starts at 6. The end.

After Chris left to go watch football I decided to go to much greater lengths to avoid my homework than I ever have before: I began to put that plastic insulation stuff on the windows. When I say "began," I mean "overturned a chair, broke an outlet, and possibly ended the life of one of Norah's lamps while I tried." Also, when I say "plastic ( Read more... )

Well, it's been six days since I got seven teeth ripped out of my mouth, and it's the first day I woke up without my mouth hurting. This is a good thing, I think, even though when I ran my tongue around my mouth to check on my stitches some of them had disappeared. I believe they are supposed to do that, so, as of now, I am pain and dry socket ( Read more... )

So I have to get a tooth pulled today, my first one ever. Is there really any reason for me to be this nervous about it? I just keep having visions of these medieval looking instruments being inserted into my mouth and giant sprays of blood spurting across the walls. It also doesn't help to have Chris saying, "they shoot you up with Novocaine ( Read more... )

Tonight after the season premiere (!!!) of the OC, I will be djing at Cactus with Chris as my very special backup dj. Come, don't come, wevs. I'm making one hour of it a special 80's metal hour. Does that entice you ( Read more... )

Friday at the Riverhorse, come see me and Chris spin records. I don't know what time, I don't think Jessie told me. I would assume around 10. Also, at midnight, it's my birthday. So there. Nyahh.

So yesterday I found out that there is an energy drink called "Sum Poosie." You heard me. I have not actually seen said drink, but I have seen the "Sum Poosie" van, which is festooned with caricatures of blonde girls in skimpy pink lingerie. Hi-larious, people. Someone buy me one. The van, that is. Or, you know, the drink ( Read more... )