I do not wish to customize my livejournal experience.
Nick just made a song about livejournal updating. FUCK YEAH.
I've been in Olympia since Friday and I guess I might start living here again soon. Pippin said I could live on the couch of the 14th house, and I'm not sure if I should take his assertion with a grain of salt or start actually staying there. I can probably put retainers in my lip soon so looking for a job without big shiny rings poking out of my face will probably ease the process. Me, Cody, Nick and Evan have begun to contemplate moving in together once we're on our collective feet. That would be pretty ridiculously neat.
Most of the time when I'm here my emotions are limited to those of a highly positive nature. I've begun to wonder if that's a bad thing. Mayhaps I'm blissfully ignorant of my surroundings. I'm sure of the fact that my content with my current situation limits my productivity.
I've begun to get blackout drunk a lot. I know this is a bad thing.
Despite my love of this town my wanderlust is setting in again. Let's all move to Sweden and get us some fly honies. Let's make slightly cryptic/melancholy livejournal entries because it's pretty goddamn hip.
I chugged vinegar on Saturday and over this last week I've made more spaghetti than any rational person would feel the need consume. I am not a rational person. I also saw a drag queen gyrate his ass like a machine and I must say it blew my mind pretty hardcore. On monday a shirtless manwrestling match occured. I am covered in bruises but I'll be damned if a spirited round of grappling wasn't worth the bodily wear.
I've come to realize that I've only been physically and mentally attracted to one gay/bi man I've ever met, which leads me to believe I'm ridiculously picky. This does not denote that I will compromise these ridiculous standards. BOOP BOOP BOOP FCKgfsdg
I've been in Olympia since Friday and I guess I might start living here again soon. Pippin said I could live on the couch of the 14th house, and I'm not sure if I should take his assertion with a grain of salt or start actually staying there. I can probably put retainers in my lip soon so looking for a job without big shiny rings poking out of my face will probably ease the process. Me, Cody, Nick and Evan have begun to contemplate moving in together once we're on our collective feet. That would be pretty ridiculously neat.
Most of the time when I'm here my emotions are limited to those of a highly positive nature. I've begun to wonder if that's a bad thing. Mayhaps I'm blissfully ignorant of my surroundings. I'm sure of the fact that my content with my current situation limits my productivity.
I've begun to get blackout drunk a lot. I know this is a bad thing.
Despite my love of this town my wanderlust is setting in again. Let's all move to Sweden and get us some fly honies. Let's make slightly cryptic/melancholy livejournal entries because it's pretty goddamn hip.
I chugged vinegar on Saturday and over this last week I've made more spaghetti than any rational person would feel the need consume. I am not a rational person. I also saw a drag queen gyrate his ass like a machine and I must say it blew my mind pretty hardcore. On monday a shirtless manwrestling match occured. I am covered in bruises but I'll be damned if a spirited round of grappling wasn't worth the bodily wear.
I've come to realize that I've only been physically and mentally attracted to one gay/bi man I've ever met, which leads me to believe I'm ridiculously picky. This does not denote that I will compromise these ridiculous standards. BOOP BOOP BOOP FCKgfsdg