In case we die (now you know) |
I watch more cartoons than the average 6 year oldI genuinely prefer coloring with crayons to other mediums.Farts make me giggle.Bubbles make me smile.Boys make me nervousI pee fifty times a dayI talk ...
Posted by on Mon, 12 May 2008 12:36:00 GMT |
Why I’m single |
Reason 161:I think about zombies. A lot.Sometimes I can't eat around certain peoplebecause when they eatthis muscle in their temple twitchesit makes their face pulseand it makes me shiverand think of ...
Posted by on Sat, 10 May 2008 14:29:00 GMT |
l’art pour l’art |
I think if Shakespeare had facebook, we would all be monkeys.Who wants to read, be productive, interact with real human beings when you have this magical imaginary world at your fingertips?What if Da ...
Posted by on Mon, 05 May 2008 20:44:00 GMT |
MEthod aCting |
Iam astrangeperson.*phew*I feel a little better putting that on the table.I know it doesn't justify my actionsbut it sort of makes me feel less...you know...responsible.It's like admitting you're an a...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 22:06:00 GMT |
Sex, drugs, and coco puffs |
Instant.Self.Gratification.sleep.Sex.Food.Who needs it?When I stopand think logically about what I needwhat I wantand what I feelI want nothing to do with any of those things.It's like breathing.I don...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Apr 2008 18:30:00 GMT |
Bone Machine (I wish I was) |
Congratulations Dana.This is a pretty good hole you've dug for yourself.Just deep enough that you can't climb out without help.Yep.That's some pretty fine work you've done here.And oh, you know that l...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Apr 2008 21:27:00 GMT |
The sound of Settling |
I take back what I said earlier.It's not the pictures that are the worst part.It's the music.It's the goddamn music.It's the some twenty or so CDs, with scribbled random titles.It's finding my favorit...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 23:40:00 GMT |
Doppleganger (tell me you know what I mean) |
I think pictures are the worst part.The ones you come across randomly.You see yourself, smiling in a way you don’t recognize.You stop and wonder,"Were we really as happy we looked?"You suddenly ...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 23:07:00 GMT |
An attempt to tip the scales |
I’m playing a game with myself.I’m not sure what the object is,I’m not sure of the rules,But I think I’m losing. I know I’m losing.I’m starting to think that I&rsqu...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 17:57:00 GMT |
23 reasons why Ive pulled out my hair |
1. I have an annotated bibliography due thursday that I have barely started.2. I’m not even certain what my paper is about.3. I don’t know how to write this.4. I have a french test tomorro...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 22:04:00 GMT |
