I WANT TO KILL THAT GUY
Today when I was walking with Brittany to the dining hall I saw a guy with a tee-shirt that said:
"Ass...The Other Vagina"
What the hell is going on? That guy should be shot. He's just going around convincing all these young, impressionable, semi-innocent college girls that it's ok for him to stick his flamingo in their backyard. Flamingos are supposed to go on the front lawn! The front lawn likes it like that!
Needless to say I am incredibly irritated and disturbed by this unknown man who is now, clearly, my new mortal enemy. Vengeance will reign from above. And that's all I have to say.
In other news....
The Dept. of Housing and Food Services has redeemed itself for 2 reasons:
1) They came and fixed our dripping sink and our broken cabinet. Holla to maintenance guys!
2) They through a bad-ass fiesta thing in the dodgeball court where Dixie and I ate Mexican food and listened to a hollariffic Mexican band and stared at flamboyantly gay boys that look better than we do. I saw the one in the purple smoking a cigarette today. Hence he has lost most, but not all of his appeal. Sad emoness.
And still in other news...
I have come to the conclusion that I want and NEED a livejournal stalker. Some please recommend me to someone so they can stalk me and I can feel loved. But Anna, it can't be any of your friends, because they suck. :)
"Ass...The Other Vagina"
What the hell is going on? That guy should be shot. He's just going around convincing all these young, impressionable, semi-innocent college girls that it's ok for him to stick his flamingo in their backyard. Flamingos are supposed to go on the front lawn! The front lawn likes it like that!
Needless to say I am incredibly irritated and disturbed by this unknown man who is now, clearly, my new mortal enemy. Vengeance will reign from above. And that's all I have to say.
In other news....
The Dept. of Housing and Food Services has redeemed itself for 2 reasons:
1) They came and fixed our dripping sink and our broken cabinet. Holla to maintenance guys!
2) They through a bad-ass fiesta thing in the dodgeball court where Dixie and I ate Mexican food and listened to a hollariffic Mexican band and stared at flamboyantly gay boys that look better than we do. I saw the one in the purple smoking a cigarette today. Hence he has lost most, but not all of his appeal. Sad emoness.
And still in other news...
I have come to the conclusion that I want and NEED a livejournal stalker. Some please recommend me to someone so they can stalk me and I can feel loved. But Anna, it can't be any of your friends, because they suck. :)