January 2012
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mad lib record offer...
Ladies and hockey pucks of the TV audience, before we return to our late night velociraptor, I want to tell you about a blue musical offer. For only five dollars and ninety-five obese winter creatures you can now get all of the sparkly hits that Nicole has put out over the past 2005 years. This album is on a four-track panda hat and geatures such hits as “Raindrops Are Falling On My Trophy...
notable mad lib quotes...
from last night’s adventure
“Raindrops are falling on my trophy wife”
“Defenestrating may be dangerous to your mail order bride”
sitting...
in the San Francisco airport, hitting up that free wifi
I have...
smelled/seen people smoking pot in a LOT of areas in San Francisco. Most recent was in the parking garage in 日本町 :P
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for some reason...
the photos I sent to Tumblr haven’t gone through yet. Kind of saddening. But anyways, got into San Francisco at about 3, which is about 6 in VA. As we were walking to our hotel, we passed four men who were most definitely smoking pot. And then we passed a man who had a sign that said, “MILF hunter”. Oh California, always interesting. After we checked into our hotel, we went...
maybe...
I should finish packing instead of surfing the internet, seeing as we’re leaving for the airport in the morning. Hmmm…
Reblog if you were born in the 90's and don't have...
lolsofunny:
HaHA!
I'm...
gonna gain so much weight in San Francisco. My sister and I are adamant that we go to a ramen shop at some point. I just love food and there’s way too much of it near Japantown.
sasha looks cute and I love her short haircut
so, if we are to believe the internet...
we have one year left until the world ends :P
White russians and videogames. Looking to be a good night
made jambalaya...
and Sasha and Andrea came over. Sasha farted on me. So I retaliated. I love my friends <3
Hilary should make ALL the noodles
thelibrariansoftimeandspace:
except… hungry Jon is at home where he cannot steal all the noodles.
sad Jon is sad.
MAKING HOMEMADE RAMEN AT 1 IN THE MORNING. It must be finals week :P
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when...
I get older and have money and shit, I’m buying a gigantic Totoro plushie and using it as a couch or something. I just want to sleep on it’s stomach.
leaving...
the apartment to get Sheetz food for dinner requires me to put a bra on. First world problems
done...
with my ballet paper (supposed to be a concert review). Took my jazz paper, which was a review on the same concert, deleted one section, and now that’s my ballet paper. Winning.
Watchsashanako:
Hilary.
THIS.
finally...
I can take a nap today. This is going to be amazing. Every time I’ve sat down today, I’ve fallen asleep. Chem final, ISAT lounge, jazz final, work room while grading papers, etc. you get the point. Going to sleep now.
leaving...
soon for my 8am final at isat. Been awake all night save the hour I spent napping in Carrier. Bring it.
the stack...
situation just got worse! They came back and now he’s on the phone with his girlfriend who is crying. I suspect that I am getting to witness a hookup and a breakup all in the course of a few hours. This just keeps getting better and better :P
so...
I guess this means my earlier post was quite wrong indeed. There will be fucking in the stacks. God, that girl even left her phone at the table. Lucky I’m not too much of a kleptomaniac
been...
sitting in Carrier since 8, listening in on two people who debated for over 2 hours about hooking up with one another even though they both have significant others. They just headed towards the stacks together. People watching is the best.
some dude...
just came to the 2nd floor of carrier and warned us against rushing the library based on some fb event? And told us that they have cameras all over the building and janks. Guess noone’s fucking in the stacks tonight :P
David's christmas present :)
you know...
you have a good friend when you tell them that you want to punch someone in the face and instead of trying to talk you out of it, they ask if they can help :)
the situation...
from earlier is still distracting me from studying. And I really really need to study. The anger is still there. And it’s distracting me. I dunno if they even know if I am mad, although the last message I sent was a little biting. I don’t need this right now. I was perfectly fine today (for the first time in a long time) until that message came in. I can’t stand people...
as one might notice...
I’m a little angry. So I’m restraining from answering the offending message so I don’t start a fight. Self-control protects me from assault charges.
if we...
were face to face right now, I would have punched you for saying that. I haven’t felt an urge to physically hurt someone since 6th grade, but you are pushing your luck. And I am not the kind of girl who slaps. I will give you a black eye or a broken nose. Stop toying with me.
wasn't even mad...
but now I am. Leave me the fuck alone and let me just forget already! Stop doing this to me. Fuck you. You’re an asshole.
watching...
a soloist somehow doesn’t strike me as much as watching group dances. There are amazing dancers, and I’m always astounded by solo pieces where the dancer pushes themselves to their limits. I feel a great surge of passion and excitement when they hit something spot on. But the electricity evoked cannot compare to the moment when several dancers hit the same movements in a single...
this is...
the calmest that I’ve been in weeks. I’ve felt so drained all day that I can’t feel any bad emotions. This is nice.