February 2009
all your life you were only waiting for this moment to be free.
January 2009
The roommate and I will now commence in our...
Movie marathons and delivery food.
Oh goodness, life is grand.
I do not even want to think about alcohol for the next few weeks. I will vom.
Only two words to describe last night-
tranny mess.
We are now in full on party-prep mode.
The apartment is clean. Now, we wait for people to show up.
Random fact #2 of the day:
When I was little, I used to think that people who spoke Spanish, French or any other language all thought in English, and then just translated in their head into the other language. So they would think “Where’s the bathroom?” But then in order to talk, they would have to translate it into “Donde esta el bano?” I always admired people who spoke another language...
So I took NoDoz.
I think I might regret this already.
I took one yesterday at around 2:00 to get me through the rest of the day. It totally worked and I was loving life. Then I took one this morning because I was feeling extra tired… then I felt sick. Now I just feel even more tired.
Fuck.
I feel like fucking Jesse Spano.
Waking up at 7:45 does not agree with me.
Warning: I’m super tired and super bitchy. On a quest to pump caffeine directly into my veins… until then, stay away. I am likely to snap.
Oh, and just in case you were wondering-
having class on Friday sucks a nut. Seriously. No thank you.
On the plus side- party at my apartment tomorrow night. Debauchery shall ensue.
Just in case there was confusion-
I’m loud, opinionated and very outspoken. If you tell me something, I’m probably going to have an opinion on it. And I’m probably going to tell you what I think. I’m straight up honest and I am not one to sugarcoat anything… pretty much ever. Some people hate this about me. I love it. I think there are very few people in this world who tell it like it is, and I am...
Who I will be rooting for this Sunday and why.
I will be cheering for the Arizona Cardinals this Sunday. I will not be rooting for them because I like or care about them as a team, but rather because I hate the Steelers so much. Hate hate hate. Seriously. Hate. Once I get a good reason to dislike a team, that’s it- I won’t ever like them again. And I have a good reason to hate them. Long story, but Roethlisberger is a dickwad...
freedietdrpepper.com →
infidelectronic:
If you like the diet stuff.
oh snap!
IT'S SO ON! →
Thank you Michael Cera.
I just listened to Faith Hill's "Breathe"
It’s officially time to go to bed.
Top Chef- what the fuck are you doing?
Touchdowns are worth 6 points, not 7, you stupid TV show. Just because you’re a food show doesn’t give you an excuse to not know your shit about football. A team only gets 7 points if they make the kick for the extra point after the touchdown. IDIOTS.
Yeah, can you tell Superbowl Sunday is coming up?
Politically Incorrect Top Chef.
Me: Omg. Padma's dress up as a ref.
Ryan: Yeah, what's going on there?
Me: This is retahded.
I’d rather be dreaming than talking
There’s nothing to hear or to...
– Loudon Wainwright III
I'm usually a happy person.
I figure life is easier if you go through it dancing and laughing. Today, however, was not one of those happy days. I just had a really sad day.
I can’t pinpoint why, exactly. I don’t know if it’s because I haven’t been talking to my parents or my best friend from home that much. I think this is probably a large contributing factor. (It’s my fault anyway....
I am deeply entrenched in SXSW work.
I will not see the light of day until March 22, when this is all over.
I feel like my life is defined by two things- CMJ and SX.
It never ends.