Behold the wisdom of Andrew Collins: I like it when you're here, and not... not here.

God I love that kid. :)

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I would like to wish a very Happy Birthday today to Donald Duck, and Johnny Depp. Especially Johnny Depp. :)

And here is a gorgeous picture of Johnny at the 2008 MTV Movie Awards to celebrate. I don't know what he did to his hair, but he should keep it that way.

I also did something today that I've been meaning to do for a long time. Severed a final ( Read more... )

This is me, sitting in my living room, freezing, feeling...odd, and not wanting to go pick up the pink room, because then I'll have to remember that Andrew was here last night, and now he's gone. :(

(Sidebar: if you aren't going to want to hear about how crazy I am about Andrew, you'd do well to stop reading this journal for the foreseeable future ( Read more... )

With all due respect to Hitchiker's Guide (which I still haven't read all the was through, by the way), the real answer to life, the universe, and everything is Andrew Collins.

That is all.

Just so everyone, including Andrew, knows, I think this is the sanest, healthiest, nicest relationship I've ever been in.

And today was well worth the drive to Barre and back. :)

Just in case anyone missed the official Facebook announcement (cause we all know nothing's official till it's on Facebook, *snort*) I am now dating one Andrew Collins.

If you don't go to Saint Mikes and/or you haven't heard me going on about him recently, you won't know who he is, but that's ok. He is awesome, he is a dork, he likes me, I like him, ( Read more... )

If you go to a party and flirt with a guy, how can you tell if it's working? I mean, how do you know if he's not interested and therefore not responding, or if he's just one of those really awkward guys (which is pretty much every guy I'm attracted to) who doesn't realize you're flirting?

I'm willing to bet a lot of you have the same question.

Why am I so attracted to men with piercings and/or tattoos and/or piercings? (Wait...)

They're bound to be bad for me. Not that they'll have me, but even if they would, they'd be bad for me. I know this, and yet I WANT ONE.

In other news, here's a meme skanked from
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Prepare for random randomness from my day!

Professor Lubkowitz on his son: Jax came home last night and said "I learned how to count to three in Spanish today. Wanna hear?" Then he said "Buenos noches." It's the kind of thing you're not sure if you should correct or not.

Me on me: I really need to stop being interested in straight girls. And ( Read more... )