there's something phenominally cruel about having no hot water on a 30-degree day... i need a bloody shower...

the greatest graduation gift evr...

my quote for the week: "i'll take care of it tomorrow." because, for once since i started college, i actually do have time to do it tomorrow, and the day after, and even the day after that...

it's luscious, and terrifying, all at the same time...

i miss boys...

as a mostly-independent woman of the world, i feel comfortable enough in my individuality to say this...

i'm a classic attention junkie... that, and i'm sick watching chicks in movies get to make out with hot perfection... that's not real life... not mine, anyway...

bah... i'm going to go continue packing...

it's only been this month for 20 hours, and my cookie fortune is already coming true. it has certainly been hectic, and already delightful because, after over a month of trying, i hav finally beat the last level of minesweeper! mahahahaahahahhaaa!!!!

eat that, microsoft...

my postcards came in! they are, in a word, fabulous... i'm so excited. if had more energy i'd be elated, but excited is enough for me...


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it's that time of year again, where my lips are so chapped and my hands are so dry from scrubbing down the studio that they're both cracking, and the rainwater soaks through my shoes and squishes in my socks, and all i want is to be at home slacking under a blanket on the sofa in my living room, cracking jokes at my family, smelling whatever my ( Read more... )

good idea: buying a tasty donut for a snack
bad idea: buying 2 dozen donut holes and sitting next to the open box all night long, inevitably eating them continuously...

seriously, i want you all to be prepared for the day my metabolism gives out and i suddenly gain 50 pounds overnight

graduating will be one... i've been in school of some form or another since i was like, 4... that makes...18 years... not having to go i think will be a strange sensation... 3 days till studio clean-out begins... sad ( Read more... )

what is it about the third level of minesweeper that i can't get away from?... it mocks me... for two weeks i've been trying to beat the damn thing... it took me five minutes to beat the second level... i don't even really like the game that much. if i could just beat it i could quit playing it...

i hear a small click in the back on my neck when i turn my head from side to side... it's repeated, not occasional... it worries me... that's something that should worry me, right?... like the joint holding my head on might be coming loose?...