Thursday, April 30, 2009

This couldn't be more true

Got any more? LEMME KNOW

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

happy Birthday

Happy Day You Were Shoved Out Of A Vagina my love!

Hope it's better than bunnies!

Saturday, April 25, 2009

It Runs In The Family

12:21 pm: 40+ outfits to make an Amanda Palmer music video: good idea! wooot!

1:50 pm: 40+ outfits to make an Amanda Palmer music video: not a good idea, once you're on outfit #17 and your knees give way.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Garage Sale

there's one tommorrow. i posted a sign that says "if you enjoy your ears or your sanity, DO NOT WAKE SLEEPING GIRLS."

Lets see what happens.

Thursday, April 23, 2009


I broke down. I love you.

So.... StarFest,


And I saw a midnight showing of Dr Horrible's Sing-Along Blog.
Epic. Win.

So yep yep.... not much else.

Sunday, April 12, 2009


Yea, yea, I was sexually assaulted.

I just want my eye to stop twitching.

Monday, April 6, 2009

4 D's in vocal range, D in bra size, D in math

D is for Doom.

I cant be on the 'puter as punishment.


Thursday, April 2, 2009

Red Haired Wanderer

I can see you, you know. You wander, aimless, through the fields behind my school. You search. For a ball? For a dog? For interesting shapes in the grass? A little speck of bright bright red amongst the sea of green. You seem so lost, they say. You seem so lonely. But my Red Haired Wanderer is not lost, he is happy. A smile dances about his lips, and his eyes hold the glaze of happyness one almost rarely sees. Why do we have to be busy to be happy? Why must our lives be measured in teaspoons, each one stacked away somewhere keeping us on course? Red Haired Wanderer, you know the truth to things. You are wise and young. You know people will never accept you, think you a fool or crazy or what have you, but you don't care. You wander. Happy and alone.
Red Haired Wanderer, I know your real name. It doesn't fit you. It's Ben. Ugly and boring, a life dolled out in inches.
Wanderer. R.H. Wanderer. I can't find a good name for you. Mabye you have no name. Things don't need names.
Good luck.

I feel like there is cement in my stomach. NO WAY am I going to school.