As yearbook season rolls around, and all lockers fly open and spew long forgotten tets and essays and EZ gradepros like a paper Vesuvius, I'm reminded that the future scares me. Well, not even so much the future as the day-to-day, the reminder that everything I stand to gain is nebulous, while right now so many tangibles slip through my fingers. ( Read more... )

I just made it halfway across Arlington County in 7 minutes, 55 seconds flat, to be only half an hour late for curfew. To celebrate I am creating a playlist on iTunes called "Speedin' Music". And on the extremely off chance that any members of The Faint read these things, then thank you very much good sirs ( Read more... )

Report from the cappies gala

Julia Nakad: Winner, Creativity
Maddy Smith: Winner, Featured Actress
The Marriage of Bette and Boo: Winner, Best Play
Yes, that's right
Best. Fucking. Play

Oh, and Chip, wherever you are, suck it.

6/6/06 has come and gone. I must say I'm rather glad the world didn't end. I'm definitely not done yet.

Hmmm. I'm going to fight back the urge to list all the cool stuff that happened in the last three days, because it couldn't possibly fit into a palatable post. I will just say that holiday weekends rock. We really should do this again sometime.

8:20 - Free bitches ( Read more... )

Any Saturday that begins with jumping in an ice cold pool for two hours and eating waffles at Linda's can only be a good day.
Tomorrow brings with it the promise of bad movies. And zombies. Hoo-rah.

Awesome weekend? I think so.

It feels so good to be writing again.
This time I think I may really finish it.

And this song is awesome

One more thing:
Guess who only got four nominations, none of which are best musical.
Robinson.

Bitches.

So, I was in the parking lot of the Harrison St. Starbucks when Allan called me. When I heard best play I let out a massive "WOOHOO!". I got an echo.

We rock so much.