My roommates are great. But. Someone threw up in the sink. And the toilet. And clogged the toilet with puke. And left it. Maybe I'm just biased against drunk people, but I'm inclined to think it was Cookie or a member of his drunk harem from last night. Anyway, there are little puke particles stuck to the sink and splatter on the backsplash ( Read more... )

Life is uninteresting and filled with bologna sandwiches, which would be dinosaur-shaped if only I'd remember!

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Christmas is frighteningly soon.  It never feels like it's coming anymore.  When we were little it was so exciting that we could feel it rising up in our chests for days beforehand.  Now, even on Christmas day it doesn't feel like Christmas.  Oh well ( Read more... )

...and maybe she is. Who knows. I love her anyway ( Read more... )