Max Barry is going to tour starting in March. He's making his way to LA from Australia, and coming through Phoenix. Chris lives in Phoenix, with his hot friend Kate. Sound like a trip is in order?

FUCK YEAH!

Oh, and before I forget?  My work title is "Culinary Assistant," which is AWESOME, and my picture may be in the Tennessean.  I am wearing  a ( Read more... )

Almost died on the freeway this mornning- although everyone I've told has their own stories to share. Scared the shit out of me, I don't care if all of you have done the same thing. Spun 360 into oncoming traffic, and still made it to work on time.

And I was glad to have survived. Happy- to have lived. Maybe I am growing up.

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My cat loves me.

VUmail has a pretty serious flaw: when your mailbox gets to be 100.3% over the amount allotted to you, they stop letting you delete any mail, making it impossible to know whether you have recieved anything new. This is not okay, especially as most of the classes I signed up for are taught by the kind of teachers who would assign homework due on ( Read more... )

The wind outside my window is a comforting sound, making me wish I knew whether or not the windows in my apartment can open.

Choking on pomegranite is the most painful experience I've had in months. In fact, it even beats having Echo's claws stuck in my face. That said, my throat still burns, talking is hard, and now I miss my kitty. (The cut didn't scar, thank God.)

Yeah, yeah, I'm bored enough to fill one of these out. You probably don't care enough to read it.

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One final, two five page, two ten page, and one twenty page paper, weeks of not sleeping and binge eating, two nosebleeds, countless headaches, and a couple of gallons of Diet Coke later, I'm almost done with finals.

Just one more to go.

One.

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