| There is a wicked thunderstorm happening right now. I thought I'd take this opportunity to post!
Things that Alabamans like to do in the summer:
Drink beer.
Sit on porches. While drinking beer.
Sit on porches while drinking beer during rainstorms.
Have hurricaine and/or tornado parties and drink beer.
Get married and have an open bar.
Talk about the upcoming college football season.
Go swimming in a swimming hole or river and drink beer.
Bar hop.
Grill out. This is usually accompanied by drinking beer.
Play bar trivia.
Take their dogs to the dog park, where someone inevitably brought beer.
Play pool and/or foosball.
Discuss the pros/cons of our new high gravity beers.
Have pool parties, grill out and drink beer.
All of these are usually done while smoking cigarettes and/or weed.
It's a good life here. | comments: Leave a comment   |
| today sucks. it's 3.48 and i'm still in bed.
i'm pmsing, i'm hungry, i'm in a terrible mood.
i don't have any money.
i don't have anyone to make me feel better.
i don't want to see anyone or go anywhere.
my head hurts and my knee hurts and i've got weird bruises all over me.
i have a take-home test due on tuesday that i haven't read two books for.
some people don't like me in this town and it really bothers me.
everyone is bothering me right now.
someone come over, snuggle, bring me yummies and flowers, and watch a movie with me. please? | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| the Kinks- Stranger. this is the song i want played at my wedding during my first dance with my groom.
Where are you going I dont mind
Ive killed my world and Ive killed my time
So where do I go what do I see
I see many people coming after me
So where are you going to I dont mind
If I live too long Im afraid Ill die
So I will follow you wherever you go
If your offered hand is still open to me
Strangers on this road we are on
We are not two we are one
So youve been where Ive just come
From the land that brings losers on
So we will share this road we walk
And mind our mouths and beware our talk
till peace we find tell you what Ill do
All the things I own I will share with you
If I feel tomorrow like I feel today
Well take what we want and give the rest away
Strangers on this road we are on
We are not two we are one
Holy man and holy priest
This love of life makes me weak at my knees
And when we get there make your play
cos soon I feel youre gonna carry us away
In a promised lie you made us believe
For many men there is so much grief
And my mind is proud but it aches with rage
And if I live too long Im afraid Ill die
Strangers on this road we are on
We are not two we are one
Strangers on this road we are on
We are not two we are one | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| the obama people didn't email me back about what city i should go to or anything.
i can no longer afford a ticket.
i will be spending my spring break eating. | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| i totally just got an email saying i've been accepted for an internship for Obama's campaign in Pennsylvania over my spring break!
!!!!! | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| 
i'm moving to BAMA. i'm going to finish school and stop fucking around. i'm also excited to get to know my mother and hopefully not be annoyed with her. i'd like to also create a bond with all my cousins whom i don't really know all that well. i hope to return in a few years as a more accomplished baker, a college graduate, less neurotic and more better! | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| i just got THE BEST JOB EVER!!!!!!!
i'm training as an assistant to an awesome dessert chef at Harrison Ford's son's restaurant! i'll get to plate desserts a few days a week and learn all the other stuff too!
www.fordsfillingstation.net
seriously check it out. i'm so happy! | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| | after one of the most stressful days ever, i am now in alabama for like the rest of summer | | comments: Leave a comment |
| le sigh!
i'm stuck at the denver airport for 4 more hours. woo!
smoked a second stog in the lounge instead of hurrying over but those bitches closed the gate early. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| i haven't updated since before utah. i suppose i should.
it ruled.
i don't feel like writing right now, maybe later.
xo | | comments: Leave a comment |
| i just woke up. i am hungry, tired, want a cigarette, and bored.
i can't go back to sleep because i'm hungry, i can't eat because i don't have any food, i can't smoke because somehow the last pack of free cigs i got is missing, and i can't go anywhere because i am not wearing pants. and it's my first day of summer. who wants to put pants on before noon on the first day of summer? i sure as hell don't. anyway i can't go anywhere anyway to remedy any of these things because my ma put my car in the shop and i'm too broke to even go buy a pack of cigs at foremost. plus i dont think theyd serve me with no pants on.
i wish i could eat and smoke and i wish david were here. i like that boy! | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| i am going to sleep.
today, david and i found really cool bikes in a pile of stuff being thrown out. mines is yellow! | | comments: Leave a comment |
| i pulled two of my final 4 art projects out of my ass at around 12.30. they were due at 3.
two A's and two B+'s.
fuck. yes.
my cats have started a neighborhood cat posse. cats meow at my window when they want bruno and julian to go outside an play. they lurk in the carport.
it's pretty cute. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| how did i seriously lose my pastels IN my house?
OH SHIT I FOUND THEM | | comments: Leave a comment |
| I HATE FINALS.
i still have so much more to do and i can't find my pastels. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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