Semesters almost over. Thank God. Good, solid semester -- B's and A's. Not exactly as good as I wanted, but I'm not going to complain too much about an over 3.0 GPA so far. As long as I don't fuck up royally on finals, anyway.

I do think that i need to get drama out of my life, since it just annoys me. And I need to move on.

"I only beat you when I'm drunk.
You're only pretty when you're crying."

Piebald is still the best band around.

Old Piebald, anyway.

I feel like a thief.

I don't know what I stole.

But I feel like a thief.

Also, New York City on Halloween. Pretty stoked about that.

Portugal. The Man, to be precise.

I probably will be so drunk that I won't remember the show, though. We'll see!

I have a mullet.

All I do is:

School
Work
School
Work
School
Work

Someone needs to enter my life and change that.

It's too fucking terrible to only have 2 things to do ever since fall started.

We gave up on Iraq so we gave up on America?

John McSame was right about going to Iraq?

Rudy is smoking some serious shit, lemme tell you.

Chants of "USA! USA!" are all over this Repub convention. Last night, there was some guy with Down's Syndrome screaming (or at least it sounded like it) constantly near the microphone.

While the Dem's convention ( Read more... )

I re-did my LJ a little bit. Still plain and boring, yet more smooth and pleasing to the eye.

I'm never really going to use this journal to bitch about work, but I actually had a good day today ( Read more... )