Como estan, bitches?

I tried to code the accents and upside-down question mark in there, but the LJ text editor is pretty archaic.

In other news, Baptists are fucking insane.

Pokemon? Poke yourself, Satan!Seriously though, that's probably the best piece of investigative reporting I've seen in a long time. Maybe ever. The one thing the article ( Read more... )

Bitches is crazy.Word up, pimpin ( Read more... )

IndispensableIf I had to recommend one thing to do before you die, it would be to walk out to Green's View at 1 in the morning. The walk down there is spooky as hell, especially with the abundant rumors of crazy methheads that life in the woods around Sewanee. Then... there are the fireflies. They're pretty creepy and add to the surreal atmosphere ( Read more... )

I'm beat. So Red.

While eating dinner last night, I came upon yet another realization.

It's about Clarissa.

And... well... she didn't explain it all, at all. In fact, she didn't explain much of jack shit.

Where are the hard-hitting topics Clarissa?

Like cutters? or Sodomy? or Ah-nold? Eh?

A list of things Clarissa should have explained, but ( Read more... )

Metaphysical amphibiansNew flip-flops are not the bastion of comfort their older counterparts are. My first full day in the new flops was rather uncomfortable ( Read more... )

Tonight has been one of the most mind-bogglingly useless nights of my life. I didn't read, I didn't write my essay, and I don't have anything to show for it. If I wasn't going to work tonight, I could've at least gone out ( Read more... )

Blow me downWhile at the Western Party last night, as I was leaving, some drunken bitch wiped her hands on me. I see her as I'm walking - she spills her drink all over at her hands, takes a look at me as I'm walking by - and then I feel her wiper her hands all over my arm and back. I turn around with my "what the fuck are you doing?" look on my ( Read more... )

I saw Erin tonight, and actually talked to her, for the first time since about September. Wow. It actually wasn't awkward. I should hang out with her and Emily before they move to Austin and Nashville, respectively. Wow.

Abraham LincolnInitially, I was going to write up a little diatribe with my thoughts on the current state of American politics, but I just don't have it in me. Everything's all scattered around and it'd be hard to follow. The main points include an essay on global warming I read in Rolling Stone, watching James Carville on TV, education reform, and ( Read more... )

"Hey, Fuckass, give me a beer."

Oh God, I'm surrounded by self righteousness. Don't be such fairies, guys.

And, things should get easier with practice. They don't.

I spent an asston of money on gifts yesterday. None of them were particularly expensive, and I didn't spend a lot on any single person, but... goddamnit nonetheless. Not to mention ( Read more... )