My god. Sometimes I actually listen to music that's not by Ben Folds. I swear. But really other days, he's the only one that can do it for me. Again: I should probably marry the man, and then he can teach me how to improvise on the spot and have it sound like sex and chocolate and godly. But he's already married. Shit ( Read more... )

All my problems would be solved. We could get married and I could forget about every stupid boy that I obsess about in lame Eugene and we could run away together and revel in his amazing piano powers and make love on a beach somewhere ( Read more... )

Finally got the other half of Nick's present. Thank you dear!!!!!! I enjoyed the purple one during my Spanish homework for tonight, which I wonderfully have already finished. My only homework tonight will be math. [No easy feat in itself.] But besides. I'm getting home relatively early today because the pipe under our kitchen sink leaks and my dad ( Read more... )

Today when my alarm went off, I was having a dream about doing a chem worksheet. I was finding the appropriate number of sig figs. Cool, subconscious. Thanks for that ( Read more... )