How nice it is to be on Spring Break ( Read more... )

Last night was nice. I cleaned my entire apartment ( Read more... )

Well ( Read more... )

Hm.

I'm in a confused state.

That's all I have to say on the matter.

Well, I'm twenty.

Two decades.

Ten years old times two.

No more teen, ever again.

But I did get to eat Drumsticks, and I got Emily's sweet ass paintings, and we're going skydiving.

From Conversations with Don Juan by Carlos Casteneda as quoted by Andrew Weil in The Natural Mind: An Investigation of Drugs and the Higher Consciousness in order to provide an example to "the incomprehensibility of nonordinary reality from the point of view of ego consciousness ( Read more... )

No more ( Read more... )

I have a romantically platonic day planned with my good friend Jordan-o.

Booze. Heart-shaped pizzas. And most importantly...Harry Potter movie marathon.

Then party and more booze.

Celebrating the single life alcoholic, nerdy style...WOOT!

My little bro, Loren, who is going to be 8 on my birthday, is a bad ass. He's basically punk rock. A little rebel bastard. A skater/surfer looking mothafucka ( Read more... )

I need to read more. I like watching movies a lot, so whenever I have down time in my apartment, that's what I do. Like right now, I'm halfway through the Shrek trilogy ( Read more... )