So here's what happens after you get your dorm, realize it rocks, say goodbye to your parents, call your friends, pull your clothing out of the dryer, and come back to the room ( Read more... )

Oh my fuck. I'm freaking out. I am freaking out. I am freaking out ( Read more... )

Your up-to-the-minute update, because I'd rather lurk on the internet and be self-absorbed in my journal than find a box with enough room for my socks and underpants ( Read more... )

The internet is a scary place. I just saw something I definitely wasn't mature enough to see. I feel dirty and I'm playing songs about toes and pink alligators now. It's not helping. I want my mommy.

The show was tonight. I think I expected something totally different. It was all really based on cult humor, and um, I don't give a damn about most of those movies. But the guys in it were ridiculously delicious. And I did laugh and scream and perhaps scream something encouraging a crew member to lick menstrual blood. Definitely a memorable evening ( Read more... )