The best days are the ones where you wake up at 7 PM, sit through a modelling critique, go to a poetry reading and end up asleep in the back of a random pickup truck. There was some stuff between the poetry reading and the pickup truck that is probably important to the story, but I'd rather let you use your imagination.

I wonder whose truck it was

Well, the bike seems to be a lost cause. Everything else is being sorted out ( Read more... )

...and as if to add festive sprinkles to my cake of misfortune, God decided to let my psychology group partner squirt Icy Hot cream up my nose ( Read more... )

What a week.

Exactly one week ago my bike was run over by an Aramark truck. The driver promised to pay for it, but has since been unreachable. Yesterday, I was charged by Judicial Affairs with collusion for working with someone on a 5-point participation film assignment, and will probably fail the class because of it. Today my car was crashed into ( Read more... )

http://pornmedieval.ytmnd.com/

Once again, I'm just contributing to a fad. Being original on YTMND gets you nowhere.

Anyway, this entry is based off of the medieval fad. See other medievals here: http://www.ytmnd.com

My previous entry was made at exactly 9:11 AM.

Is it a sign?

Probably not, but just to be safe I'm gonna be hiding under my bed for the remainder of the week.


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I never got that much into Donnie Darko as a film, but its soundtrack is some of the most spine-tingling music I've ever heard.

I recommend you drop what you're doing and go get it now.


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Cramming is the only way I can study. It scares me. I can't stay on task. I have to go off and write on LJ, or check facebook, or play the piano. And yet I always cram it all into my skull on time.

It makes walking away from the test that much more of a euphoric feeling when you've been through ten hours of hell leading up to it.


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Knowing the ugly secrets of your friends and enemies is kind of like someone supergluing your finger onto the trigger of a bomb that blows up the earth. Part of you wants to live your whole life without pressing the trigger, knowing it would hurt a bunch of people. But at the same time you have to think to yourself, blowing up the earth would be ( Read more... )

You haven't swum in a pool until you've swum in a pool with furniture.

Furthermore, "swum" is a funny word.


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