Valentine’s |
So today is Valentine's Day. The day when hormonal teenagers go from handing out folded pieces of cardboard with stickers and cartoon characters on them to buying each other carnations, Wal*Mart jewel... Posted by on Thu, 14 Feb 2008 12:20:00 GMT |
movie timez |
So last night I watch "cyber seduction" with Jeremy Sumpter on The Lifetime Channel. Yeah, I know. It's quite possibly the most ridiculous movie I've seen. The way it starts off... just seems like nor... Posted by on Wed, 30 Jan 2008 13:19:00 GMT |
An open letter to Fox Television: |
Dear Fox,
Are you fucking high? An American version of "Spaced"? Really? Have we all agreed that that's a good idea? I hope to hell not. Because it isn't. Trust me. It has bad idea writt... Posted by on Mon, 05 Nov 2007 10:26:00 GMT |
erg |
I'm going to put my dream of living my life as a Broadway Musical on hold for a little bit. Instead, I'm going to focus finding someone to make out with.
I think this is a noble cause. It's been since... Posted by on Fri, 02 Nov 2007 08:09:00 GMT |
shit |
I did mean it. Shit. SHIT. Posted by on Wed, 08 Aug 2007 20:33:00 GMT |
I don't think you people understand how much I want this... |
OK dudes. Seriously.
I will pay people in hugs or sexual favors or something if they turn my life into a musical. All you really need to do is get a few of your friends and learn a dance routine and s... Posted by on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 07:20:00 GMT |
I AM THE MASTER OF AWKWARD |
JoeSchmoe4Ever.. (7:45:02 PM)-->: Hmmm, I guess I'm going to try to have a short walkJoeSchmoe4Ever.. (7:45:10 PM)-->: Really need some airDead on Jupiter.. (7:45:14 PM)-->: alrightDead on Jupiter.. (... Posted by on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 10:57:00 GMT |
Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why. |
Eloquence is for the rich. I'm living hour to hour and I don't have that luxury. The words 'fuck' and 'shit' are reserved for the people who don't know where they're sleeping tonight.
What the ... Posted by on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 08:40:00 GMT |
bring on the rain |
There's something in the way the dew clings to your hair and clothes while you're lying on the grass when the sun finally creeps over the trees. It's the same way snow sticks your eyelashes, and it's ... Posted by on Fri, 10 Nov 2006 11:39:00 GMT |
All locked up |
I can't go back to square one. The board is gone, water logged. Destroyed. Pieces lost and forgotten. Roll the dice and take bets on the outcome. Your money is no good here.
I'm am a gate keepe... Posted by on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 10:42:00 GMT |