good adventures,
good booze
good friends
good grades
good love.

good week.
:)

john cornyn is an idiot.

i swear, if i had a drink for every time we have conversations and elaborate plans for when there is a zombie infestation in coronado,

there would probably be more conversations about zombie infestations.

:)

there must be some beautiful elixor of hormones running around my brain as of late because it seems like is treating me very well.

the stressful is at a minimum and i feel like i have a stronghold on it, anyway.

in so many words,
i'm genuinley happy.

-woke up at 7 am ( Read more... )

i've been having a lot of dreams about possesions lately and end up waking up quite wierded out.

what the hell?

i'm fairly optimistic that the juggling of school, work, friends, and relationship will go a lot smoother than it did two summers ago.

bonjour, adulthood.

holy hell.

where did summer go?

OPTIMISM.

or an effort towards, anyway.

patty and i got in a grandiose argument which led to (among other things) me and ryan sneaking into the house, filling up (at the vague and indirect suggestion from patty) a box of my things i "would need for a few days" and leaving. that was almost two weeks ago and the box is still here ( Read more... )