This is the best new year's ever. Seriously. Me, Mal, Casey, Jackie, and Heather pwning the Lofe house. Woot. Little Miss Sunshine happiness. Goodness. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

The past week of my life has been the longest stretch of good luck to ever grace my existence. I suppose a bit of suffering is worth all the material things I've acquired. As superficial as that may sound. My parents finally bought the laptop that I was supposed to get for high school graduation. Macbook Pro... it is intense to say the least. I ( Read more... )

I just bought a Jetta.

Is it possible to have a sociable anti-social personality ( Read more... )

Why call? You never call back.

I discuss with this incredible man a philosophy. This philosophy exists for years within the wrinkled tissue of my Thinking Machine. Only now does this man put to words what it is I all ready know. These words trickle from his mouth, float through the air to caress my ear and eventually spill into the inner space only to saturate my conscience. ( Read more... )

It's a strange thing, living on my own for a week. At first the freedom is unbarably awesome. There is no greater feeling than coming home at odd hours of the morning and having no worries of disturbing the slumber of a particularly irrate being. I realize that everyone else who could actually attain the means to vacate Niceville right after ( Read more... )

1. I dyed my hair red and blonde ( Read more... )

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I just finished the greatest painting I've ever attempted. It's no slouch, and I'm damn proud, and damn proud to say it. I won't be modest, it's amazing. The subject, the composition, the actual job of painting it... everything about it is no less than amazing. I think it's my finest accomplishment to date. Picture of it soon.