I love my quirks. The little things that make me unique. That I prefer to eat yogurt with a plastic spoon, because it just seems to taste better. My addiction to Anne Rice novels, the way all the money at work has to face in the same direction. I'm not sure where I'm going with this, save to say this weekend has made me realize that in general, I'm ( Read more... )

It is my firm belief that one should never turn down an opportutnity to step outside the comfort zone, and the other day while I was watching TV I stumbled upon The Buried Life, which is essentially four guys on a quest to complete that elusize list of 100 things to do before they die. And, being bored as I so often am at work, I have compiled my ( Read more... )

I've decided that I now want to post here much more often, as I am feeling that the blog is quite neglected, which is solely my fault. Plus I've been reading ridiculously large quantities of the bloggess, which is the best blog ever, and it has inspired me (okay maybe not really). But here I am, nonetheless! This weekend has been pretty quiet, by ( Read more... )

So I'm sitting here. In info pro. Mr Flanagan left... so I'm sitting here. In info pro. I painted my nails on monday. They are pink, I like them. Math was exciting... we have nineteen people in our class, and ben is a genious at math. Which will be good, because it looks like I am going to need all the help I can get. I make such BLONDE mistakes. ( Read more... )

So I haven't been on for quite a bit, but if you're my friend, then you probly know how the partay went. And how I hung out with Ben and harleyscot and Jesse on Sunday and ran into a yellow support beam at the arena. Or how I hung out with ben and Trina and Jesse on Monday to try frantically to make stupid Romeo and Juliet, and how I broke a table and how I ( Read more... )