I feel so uninspired ( Read more... )

I'm pretty much convinced that the reason so many people have an aversion to even TRYING polenta is because it rhymes with placenta.
Because we only like to put placenta in our hair, duh.

About an hour ago, I decided to help out a friend on part of a project. My reason was purely selfish-- I'd rather have more time to hang out tonight with said friend tonight than to watch her do the project for most of the time. Because she still wanted to hang out ( Read more... )

Sometimes my cat really reminds me of a snake. And of the letter C. And of a cat. I love the cat so much when he's being a snake that I clench my jaw. Now that's love ( Read more... )

I'm going to hate myself tomorrow for drinking wine, I am I am. Can't drink the stuff anymore without a giant fucking headache the next day. Who the fuck knows what changed in my body to make it start happening six months ago (right after I returned to Florida after the last visit to Maria and Somerville ( Read more... )

It's such a shame Sam Rockwell isn't a few inches taller. On the bright side, he's not short. It's all a bright side with Sam Rockwell-- what was I saying ( Read more... )

Rejection just makes my stomach hurt ( Read more... )

That was a fucking long talk ( Read more... )

Burn, baby, burn.


( Read more... )

I hate it when I am contacted by someone who I kind of wanted to forget existed. I suppose this is what I get for being a cyber-stalker. Internet karma? I'm not a karma person, though.
At any rate, the Internet is also a handy medium for ignoring people.