Is it March 25 yet? I am excited. I have "When the Day Met the Night" (acoustic version) on YouTube on constant repeat. I am made of lame. (oh, brendon. your stupid face.)

Oh man, I don't wanna leave on Friday. Ugh. UGH. I still have to pack tomorrow.

( Here, have some random, in the form of a list of some of my favorite words )

Some idiot set the fire alarm off at 3:15 this morning (not amused, Adams fire alarm), and I just had a centipede crawling on my shirt ( Read more... )

I have played the clarinet since the fourth grade (although I did play the flute and trumpet in fifth). That makes this my tenth year of playing the clarinet. I played the piano from second grade through eighth grade, which was another seven years. There was choir thrown in there for a year too, in fourth. Altogether, I have been musical for ( Read more... )

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I'm back at Dickinson right now, almost 24 hours earlier than was the original plan. And while it's not horrifically sucktacular, it still sucks hardcore ( Read more... )

( CSI Season Seven ZOMFG Incoherent Review of Pointlessness )

All that griping I used to do about wanting a life ( Read more... )

Well, we are not so much "ow" at this point, just slightly stiff and sore, but that may also be because the Novacaine hasn't quite qorn off yet so my lip and most of the lower half of my face is still numb and I am slightly drugged out on Valium and extra-strength Ibueprofen. Whee. I also have tube socks stuffed with ice tied around my jaw, like ( Read more... )