Sometimes I just like to sit on my feet at midnight and paint my fingernails and listen to French pop music and eat eight dollar jars of olives: jealoussss?

One of my favorite things about going home is listening to the record player! As I have said everything sounds better SCRATCHY and TINNY like it's coming out of an old timey radio, UNRESTORED ( Read more... )

Can peanutbutter go bad? As in go sour or off or something ( Read more... )

I get very excited about the first of the month, it's like this little miniholiday for me and for me only.

Katie fixed my Herschel brought me olives cheered me up.
Sometimes I just have to wait a bit and things turn out not so bad.
My inspirational poster inspires me:
Carpe Diem
Seize the Carp indeed.

I pretty much just caught my jeans on the edge of my keyboard, broke some plastic off of my keyboard, and ripped a tiny hole my jeans. Things are definately looking up, mostly because I've been wanting to break off that plastic since Day One, and by pure coincidental clumsiness on my part, it's gone forever ( Read more... )