Sunrise in New York would be a lot prettier if I were seeing it alone.

Ma insomma, cosa c'ha il Papa?
("What is the Pope's problem?" in Italian.)

Gotta love it when the dumb shit Devon says is, secretly, really funny.

More from my family: "Don't you think that you should be like, 'You make my heart flitter-flutter,' and not, 'You make my cock jump up and down?'" ~ Mom

( Blogthing yoinked from Ozzy )

So.

( Those mother-fucking snakes on that mother-fucking plane... )

I do not want to fucking "come home ( Read more... )

1. When is the last time your phone rang in the middle of the night? It never has.
2. Who makes you yell? My mother.
3. What do you do for fun? I write. I sit in my car and listen to loud music. I sleep (hey! It's a privelege, when it happens). I IM people.
4. What hours do you work/go to school? 8:15 - 3:15. Eight hours of intellectual ( Read more... )

For example: I log onto AIM, knowing full well that it will distract me from making final FINAL edits on my idiotic "play" and that the only people I really want to talk to will not be on, which they're not (one is idle; the other is just completely absent because she, unlike me, has a life and better things to do at 11:17 PM like, ideally, sleep, ( Read more... )

Is it wrong to feel a slight sense of superiority when I look at tour groups coming through Kimmel and go, "Ha. I go here, kind of, and you don't ( Read more... )

ROCKY FUCKING HORROR SHOW ( Read more... )

I just spent my lunch explaining Scientology to Celine and educating a complete stranger in the process ( Read more... )

Dear Rufus Wainwright:

Let's play that game where we pretend that you're single and that I'm an attractive man, and then we have sex. Or something. I don't know.

...But seriously. I love you.

<3, Kassie

Also seriously, Chelsea's friend, Leslie/opiumgaze, rocks my world SO hard right now, simply for hooking me up with a YSI link to a Rufus download ( Read more... )