I am so not stressin' over finals, it's great. All my hard, stressful stuff was due last week. Ooooh yeah.

My knee is swollen. If that's not super sexy, well, then I don't know what is!

I am truly dedicated to being stage manager. Evidence:
1. I fucking ate shit on stage setting a chair and still made it funny.
2. I had to draw "Ho" and holly berries on a guy's ass.
3. I strip down to my skivvies to walk around stage in a sandwich board.

I have a stummy flu, which subsequently got me sent home from my field exam from my professor. Puking sucks. Alex/Richard/Darren, can one of you send me the new Brand New album so I can rock out to it while I'm studying for finals? Pleaseplease?

So as soon as I get the paperwork in, I'm going to go study turtles in Hawaii for spring break with a class. Hell yeah!

Thursday night I was strutting across the stage shirtless in high heels. Friday morning I was bundled up to the neck in five layers and hiking boots. I found this amusing.

I'm having those kind of dreams where I wake up and I can't remember if they're dreams or what happened the night before. Subsequently, I'm not sleeping very well.

My computer monitor is still broken. Curses!

I owe you an update. But I need to have a restful night at home to do so, which I haven't had yet ( Read more... )

I just want to make out with a guy that's cute, single, straight and my age. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?

My hands smell like dead, fishy duck and it won't come off! HELP ME ( Read more... )

I never realized how much I like Nyquil till I can't have it anymore. I want to claw my face off.