Hehe gonads is the subject! Look up! HA. It's not really about gonads. Sorry if that's what you were hoping for. And by you I mean the reader. OH reader, we dance a seductive dance. I spin you around with language and you lose yourself. But if I misstep, I expose myself. You can lift me, you can trip me. What is the performer without the audience ( Read more... )

At 2:30 in the afternoon I got off my pajama pants-clad ass and jumped into the shower. Then I got bundled up indie style with my boot cut jeans, loafers, urban t-shirt, hoodie, jacket, and laure's scarf. I plugged my ipod into the computer, which immediately shot the data making up the new album of Broken Social Scene through the firewire and into ( Read more... )

Okay I had a theological debate today. While it's fresh in my mind, I may as well organize my thoughts. The question was whether or not there is a Truth. A universal morality shared among all human beings ( Read more... )

I don't know about this thing. This livejournal thing. I haven't made particularly good use of it in the past. Whatever. I'm posting now, so there ( Read more... )

Tonight equals DANCING!

Do people know that when they smell flowers they're smelling the sex organs of a plant? If so, send them some assorted animal testicles in a pretty vase with a card. If not, send em' anyway, everyone likes a surprise!

What's the funniest thing a German guy could say? "Nein, ich bin PWNED!"

Chocolate is nature's sweet, sweet feces.

When you have a fat friend, there are no see-saws... only catapults.

I saw some "get well soon" cards at a card store. Fuck that. Get well NOW.

Last night I went to my first concert ever. It was The Arcade Fire at Trees in Dallas. I went with some friends from Jesuit ( Read more... )

I've got a great idea for a new invention. A monical sunglass clip-on. That way, when you go outside in the sun you can just clip on your polarized lense over your regular monical instead of pulling out and exchanging your prescription sun-monical (such a hassle, really). And check THIS out, a SQUARE monical for the hip young 19th century ( Read more... )

I have to revise two papers before friday and I keep putting it off. It's not like I'm doing anything else that's keeping me from it. wtf, me? I think I'm waiting for that last minute inspiration. Some call it panic ( Read more... )