I received this today from Phil at the University of Arizona. Who is that? Hell if I know... (also, please bear in mind that my name is Heather ( Read more... )

Tiana held me up at email gunpoint and made me post. I am a very dull person, so I dont have much to say except that the two greatest things in the world are (in no particular order) whiskey at 9 am and Tegan & Sara. Those two beliefs, in conjunction, probably mean that I am an alcoholic dyke. So, maybe I'm not so dull after all!

I am hot like fire. I mean, shit has continued to be shitty, but I have looked good while weathering (shout out, Tiana!) the storm. My self obsession has reached all time peaks (pinnacles, apexes, perigees [or is that apogees?]!). And it's making me feel good! I highly recommend that everyone stare at their own lovely face and stare at it for 4 ( Read more... )

This is my breakout year, I feel it! ...as in, if I keep things up, I might be breaking out of jail or a mental hosptal soon. Yeah... so, it's been an eventful week. I've been slapped across the face, almost arrested, put another notch in my bedpost (although I dont think it counts if you dont feel it. is this correct reasoning?), and am ( Read more... )

heychBar Shorty: online poker is the most addictive thing ever. i think it's better than online porn.

PartyPoker is destroying my life. It is, in my opinion, better than sex. But maybe I just need to find better sex. Apparently it's not supposed to feel like I inserted a jackhammer into my twat? I missed that memo.

I now know what it feels like to be Jason Giambi circa May 2005. Except ( Read more... )

Does this seem like me? I dunno... I do know that I would score off the charts on the "Love of Retarded Useless Tests" category. You know what else I love? Horoscopes. That's right. I've gone out and had sex with someone I wasnt talking to based on the fact that my horoscope told me to repair bridges and that it was time to capitalize on a ( Read more... )

For you, Tiana. Hope this entertains you for a couple days ( Read more... )

I mean, not the passionate, raging "GRR! I KILL!" kind of hate, but you know, the trash talking kind? I accept that people are saying shit about me, and I accept it. I'm a pretty decent human being and you know, generally nice... but still, there's gotta be plenty of nasty things to say about me: I almost always look like I've been in a car ( Read more... )

But it's better than actually doing work. I've finally given in to the ( Read more... )