They're going, "Oh, Orlando, who's that FREAK over there we didn't notice? I'm going, "That's Johnny Depp," and they're going "Pf, who cares? You were Legolas in Lord of the Rings!" (pauses) Ooo, look me at me, I make art house movies! Ooo, I've got scissors for hands! Willy Wanka? Johnny WANKER.

I like how Slate.com's headline is "KENNETH LAY'S FINAL PR COUP." But this headline is missing one word. Here is how it should read:

"KENNETH LAY'S FINAL PR COUP: DEATH."

My history of art GSI totally told us today that the reason class got cancelled is because Mercury is in retrograde.

Translation is truly an act of love.

In other news, I'm going to a BLACK EYED PEAS CONCERT. LET'S GET RETARDED (HA), LET'S GET RETARDED IN HERE.

LOUD NOISES

I like your face. It revels in its faceness. I shall write about your faceness.

I just installed a new print cartridge, and for some reason, my printer now prints with demonic furor and frightening speed. I was a little alarmed at first print, but was soon overwhelmed by vague sentiments of approval for my diligent little worker bee.

I decided today that instead of saying that I have spent time with someone, I will say I have shared time with them. I think you all should do this too.

I really like sitting on my ass and studying. I really like going to class and taking a crap-load of notes, especially in my Medieval Art class. I also like studying in the library a lot, especially in the room Alisa once deemed the "Harry Potter room"--studying in that room appeals to me because the names of awesomely-super-cool philosophers and ( Read more... )