It's Like A Pap Smear, Only Stranger

I've been couped up inside my home for what seems like years, and in reality, only a few days.

My nose better be stuff free by tomorrow.

I wish I had studied.

Are You Restless Like Me?

And I am content.

But far from finished.

I'm Sleeping My Way Out Of This One

With anyone who will fucking lie down.

Budy Holly Was Singin' His Very Last Song

Oh geez.
Why can't I be nice?
Why can't I be clean?
Why can't I ever think of anyone but myself?
Why can't I stop having feelings?

Lift Me Up In The Palm Of Your Hand

Oh here we go again.

You Have So Much Potential

Go fuck yourself.
Give me a fucking C for a good paper and then insult me even further by teling me I have potential.
Fuck you.

I'm Not Sick But I'm Not Well

Bye Skatelin.
) :

So We Can Stay Like This Forever

I'm not looking foward to anything.
I'm worried.
I don't feel good.
I want this year back.

I want it more than anything else in the world.

WHERE IS YO GAS!?

Just got back from Myrtle Beach.
11 hours to get there.
13 hours to get back.

It was fun but boy oh boy it was too long.

I can't wait for the day to start. I can't sleep.
I want a cigarette.

DUDE, YOU BROKE JOE'S VIDEO

Mike broke the video store last night.

But being the quick thinking people we are, Mike, Mike, Caitlin and I devised a little story that made it seem not as bad.

Not as bad as "Mike threw a lollipop while "Lollipop" was playing in the background, and it hit 2 flourescent lightbulbs which shattered and rained shards of glass down on Amber."


Yeah, we didn't say that.

Give Me A Burnout And A Raisinet

I love when parties start out slow and just get to be so much fun.

Although NO ONE enjoys the end of the night.
Puking, lost Skatelins, crowded beds and awkward keg stands.
I haven't been as stupid as I usually am at parties. Props to me.

I still do things that are dumb but, whatever. I'm okay with it I guess.



Meetch + Sal + One sexy, mosquito filled tent = Fantastic jokes.

Find Me One With 3 Legs

I really want a dog.

I've never actually even liked dogs but suddenly I feel like owning one.

Still, being only 18 it is hard to get one secretly.

I do have a few people to help me out though.

I need to save some money.

I'm Really Not That Drunk

The falsest statement ever uttered.

For the most part, the party was rather fun. Until Joe Video became the bearer of bad news.
I hate people seeing me cry. Especially when I drunk cry.

Beer pong is hard to play when you're so drunk that standing is the hardest thing to do.
I did make my first cup in that game last night though.

Kim is doing all right today and David got poisoned at a fancy Italian restaurant.

I need to shower.

For A Good Time Call

The next few days should be pretty mellow.

Friday better include alcohol.

I also better get paid a bit more this week.

Hey David, I'm gonna miss working with you. ) :

Too weird to live, and too rare to die.

That can only explain the weekend that I have had.

I feel inclined to move to Nevada.

Or at least visit for a time. Hopefully in something very convertible.

Does He Sing Lil Wayne Songs?

I'm glad I got all that stress off my chest.

I know I'm a horrible person and I don't think I can change that.

I guess I'm content being alone with my terribleness now.

You Have To Be 25 To Adopt A Kitten

I hate myself right now.

Be Sure Your Sin Will Find You Out

I feel like I'm going crazy.

You're Living Such A Teenage Life

But I'm starting to get scared of the way things are going.


This summer may not be as fantastic as planned.

I'm Calling It "The Interruptor"

Unexpected sleepovers are the shit.

Also, so are funny new shorts, funfetti + cinnamon toast crunch and Joe's pajamas.


My life is getting really fun.

Also, a little bit more confusing.

The Dumbest Sunday

Work is usually pretty sad and boring and consisting of us watching the clock.

Thankfully Dave brought his MICRO BOINGO and that lured people to visit.

No work was accomplished and we left about 10 minutes early.

Regardless of the dumbness and bad headaches from said dumbness, it was a damn good day.

Well Then I Guess I'm Just One Big Gay

The Barenaked Ladies are a lot better than I thought they were.


I got a mouse on Earth day.
I also got very dirty feet.



I like running barefoot through mud.


I can't wait for this weekend.

WATCH ME TUMBLE

Horton Hears A Who only makes sense when you're on some sort of psychoactive.

Regardless, it was pretty good.

I love colors, ice cream and pretzels.

Leave The Scene

This weekend consisted of many cops, Anil +Beena, "large caliber blunts", naps and clam cars.



Needless to say, it was a success.

Good, It Did It Nice And Twice

It's weird hanging out with people you wouldn't be expected to hang out with.

But who doesn't love cow hand puppets, vibrating cock rings and Super Mario Bros.?

Some people also look good in red shirts.



I need to clean my room tomorrow.

You Kids Are In Luck, I Have My Car Here

David, Caitlin and I went to the city yesterday and met up with Nige Vagige.
I turned into a hipster, had a milkshake, walked walked and walked and got told I wasn't allowed to sleep over Nigel's.

Which might have been a good thing seeing as how our trip back was full of stupidness and I wouldn't have been able to do it by myself.

Right rail, wrong train, stupid conductor, freezing train stations, "free rides" and unmarked taxi cabs. We did make it home though and I got a piece of carrot cake out of it.

It was a good day.

What Kind Of High Would That Even Be?

I need to stop racing home.

I need to stop doing 70 on a windy, turning back road.

I need to stop almost having head on collisions with Expeditions around every turn.

I need to stop thinking I look so fucking fly in a pair of Aviators.

Even though I do.

It's A Suitcase

This weekend was interesting.
Stephanie's party.
Allie's afterparty.
Sleepovers.


I still need to write that stupid essay.

Vanessa's/Veronica's/Vivica's Dumplings

This weekend was pretty much grand.

Saw the movie Teeth with Stella, Nigel and some kid named Derek.

We ate asian cuisine which was really just weird noodles in a soup bowl.

Afterwards we watched Party Monster. Just as strange as I thought it would be.

And went to sleeps.

Strawberry pancakes are delicious.

How To Make Someone Uncomfortable In Their Own House

This was a fantastic birthday weekend.

Some stupid stuff happened but other than that I've been extremely happy.

I am pretty sure that I've found someone who is...not perfect, but right for me.

I miss him already.

A trip to the city is in order for this weekend.

Hola Senoritas!

No, El Bandido does NOT card.

Baybreezes are now a necessity.

Classy As Fuck

Some days just end up going basically perfect. I'm not even going to try to describe it because it won't sound as good to other people.

Such a teenagerish day.

I can't complain about anything except for MAYBE Ponderosa.

How we decided on going there, I have no goddamn idea.

But it was...a...learning experience? Yeah, we'll say it was that.

Fraternal Twins Are Practically Identical

Heath Ledger died today.
I'm glad I have silly friends to make me laugh about something that sucks so hard.

Other than the death of The Joker, my day was fairly enjoyable. Except for the whole "missing that certain person" fact.
Should I even be missing him already? I guess I'm allowed to. I've only known him like what? 3 weeks?
It's strange meeting someone that reminds you so much of yourself. It's nice though. Having someone tell you they skipped a Pancake Party because they knew you were gonna call them makes you feel kinda good on the inside.

I'm happy. The Secret is working.

This weekend better will be good.

I Have A Cowboy Shirt Too

I played Mario Kart for the first time ever today.

I lost to an 8 and a 19 year old. That's okay though. Somehow I'll get over it.

All in all, today was a really good day. I'm pretty happy right now. I don't even mind having to get up before 8 tomorrow.
Work is gonna be more fun, trips to Manhattan are in my future and I have a lunch date with a few folks on Wednesday.


I am content.

Ask Her About The Protestant Reformation

I have a terrible knee cramp.

Tomorrow we have to present The Fanny.

This should be grand.


Also, I was on the phone for almost an hour when I got home.

This is weird.

Can I Wake Up Now, Mummy?

So, yeah, lovely disturbing.
Sad only because she was the reason he died. In the dark. Alone.

Luckily I had lovely company to eat hardly any popcorn and drink hardly any soda with.

I feel like I've been living on cereal

I haven't had serious dinner in a while.
Not that I really care. Cereal is good for any time of day.



Also, "Birdhouse In Your Soul" is a new favorite. Although it is starting to lose it's umph that it had the first time I heard it.

I wish all the songs that used to give me chills, still did.

Essays are not my favorite

But I'm really enjoying the music of a band called Rumpo.

Specifically the song "Rain".

I don't care about the US ranking on Health Care.