Hello out there in Clairbourn High School land.

Apparently my parents just now decided to reinstate my access to the student network.

After almost an entire year.

Go adulthood.

So, who here's heard of a morp ( Read more... )

So, Clairbourn...

...thoughts on the recent rash of teabaggings?

I need wingmen. There's sales going on today that I need to be a part of. For one day, I'm allowing myself to be a capitalist. Someone's gonna have to help me buy, and subsequently, consume, the bounty which Hallmark has given us this day.

Tomorrow... sounds like a good day for old movies and popcorn.

Hepburn marathon ahoy.dancing, apparently.

Where have all the good men gone, and where are all the gods?

Where's the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?

Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?

Late at night, I toss and I turn, and I dream of what I need--

I need a heroI'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night ( Read more... )

I was seriously dreading this holiday break. When we moved out here, I knew it was going to be disastrous - me, unable to get away from my parents, with no friends around to provide me a safe haven during this most joyous of seasons. All my friends were back in LA! How was I going to find any respite from all the Hebrew hoo-hah my family oh-so- ( Read more... )

Well, that was an interesting holiday break. My family is still getting used to the Thanksgiving tradition, so that combined with my somber mood made it less than stellar. I feel better now, however ( Read more... )

So, the 'rents are going to some antique show or something for the week. Anyone want to come over and help me house-sit? First two callers can actually sleep in beds, to boot.

While we're still a nation of capitalist pigs, at least we're nitrite-free lean pork now.

I'm glad, that before I'm old and wrinkled, and cynicism has taken permanent hold on me, that I get to see someone in the office that isn't an old white man.

Way to go, America.