February 2009
52 posts
I smell like mexicans. And their food.
Respect the Unexpected.
Today’s been nice.
I went to bed at nine and woke up a two. Because someone had to call me and whine and whine and whine and whine, but see, I’m the sort of friend who puts up with that shit. I do feel bad for her, but she’s not making it any better for herself. But I love her nonetheless. No way I was going back to sleep after that. So I just kept it below room temperature and...
January 2009
28 posts
Gone, gone, gone.
Time to sleep. Good morning.
I’ve got $1801 in KEES money. Fuck. Yeah.
I’ve got $1801 in KEES money. Fuck. Yeah.
I’m watching John Frusciante videos from the mid-90s. He was an absolute creature.
Just shoot me already. I’m like old fuckin’ yeller.
http://ilikeair.tumblr.com/
I think
I value the top half of my body much higher than the lower half.
Let me explain.
It’s around 25 degrees outside. Ice, snow, polar bears, all that good shit. Shouldn’t have even went out, but I was jonesin’ for a java chiller. And when I get to jonesin’ nothing can stop me.
I had the thought to throw on another shirt and put on this fucking monster of a jacket. But I went...
This desk and my brain have a lot in common. They’re both heaped with useless, interesting shit.
I’m dedicated, goddammit. Idiocy aside.
Turns out I’m twins with a leprechaun.
I love instrumental music. Or music with...
I am an idiot. An idiot who loves java chillers.
Neither snow, nor ice, nor frozen windshields can keep me from my frozen coffee treat.
God damn, that really was a bad idea. Maybe I have a Sonic addiction.
But I’m not dead! And that’s what counts.
What I am is dedicated. And a bit stupid.
Another Friday.
This desk and my brain have someting in common, I’ve noticed. They’re both heaped with interesting, albeit useless shit.
Sarah kept telling me I sound like I’m sick today. I can’t help but worry if she’s right. I do sound pretty rough.
On a related note, I can’t help but wonder if she likes me. It’s hard to tell. She’s just an awkward person when...
“Quoting yourself is way lame.”
– Jacob C. Maynard
Tonight and I are jiving quite nicely.
I’m getting sick of the whole craving companionship thing, though.
I need some serious cuddling up in this bitch. Bad. Or I’m gonna explode.
See, I’m probably the cuddliest person you’ll ever know. And I can’t keep that shit to myself forever.
I’ll reach critical mass eventually, and it won’t be pretty. I can feel it ramping up already.
:l
If
I could be convinced to marry another human being, it could only be Julia Nunes.
That woman is several different kinds of beautiful, each one as great as the last.
It’s simply amazing how fifty odd seconds of...
I am not a beast to be roused.
I skipped the first half of school today. Faked sick, then set my alarm for 11:55 and went back to bed. I’m so burned out on the whole mandatory public education thing. I could’ve contentedly skipped the whole day if not for the two classes I give a shit about.
You have no idea how much I am anticipating college.
And I really have no idea what I’m in for.
But I’ll...
“I don’t want to live through winter.
I can’t stand to see...”
– I Think It Is Beautiful That You Are 256 Colours, Too - Black Moth Super Rainbow