I'm stressed as hell. Cramps, relationship subgroups didn't mix, finals are in 2 weeks, apartment crap isn't getting along as smoothly as I'd hoped, I have to sign up for classes, choir performances today and tomorrow, not done with Europe trip preparations.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHHHH

Sigh
Honestly, it was like trying to mix water and oil (... without emulsification). Ah well, it's nothing icecream and a box of tissues wouldn't wash away. I'm tired of crying over spilt milk anyway.

Don't make me get violent; my bite is far worse than my bark.

G'Morning



I <3 Bird and more in the album.

I accompanied Poe to the American Atheist convention yesterday. She had been asked to sit on the panel, but after about half an hour, I understood that she'd been invited as a token college student. It was horrible. Room full'a crazies. If anything were to persuade me to become a bible-beater, that would have been it.

To unwind afterwards, we went to India Palace for food and chai. I love the smell of masala. We left to meet up with one of Poe's friend, Robert, at a s*bux to pick up her karate pants, where we were invited to watch our movies at his house on his projector. Labyrinth (my request) was first in line, followed by the Wallace and Gromit movie (her request). Robert's brother, Justin, came in half way through the first movie. It was around 1ish by then, and we left Robert's house.

After we got back to my place, we both agreed that we hadn't fully washed out the Atheist-y taste yet, so we scampered over to Jared-Bernie-Trent-Marco's apartment. Richard had gone to his house for Easter, and had taken Jared with him, but we did find Bernie and Marco playing beer pong with Brent, his girl, and Rust. After all the beer had gone, we all played Taboo. That was interesting. It's definitely not a game to be played when innebriated. Jonesy dropped by later and dismembered the couch.

The end. Oh yeah, Happy Easter.

I was expecting a lonely Thursday night after I dropped Analiza off at the airport, but I ended up attending a party. (What?! On a weeknight?) Poe called me up, we ate at India Palace (the place that my friends and I couldn't find), I had some fun applying make-up on her, and off we went to the shindig. It was a party to celebrate Adam and Christian winning the presidential and vice presidential SGA elections, and though I voted for Enrique and Jude, I had fun.

It was a good ol' guitar-playing-beer-pong-bouncing-booty-dancing-philosophy-flinging night.

Too Lazy to Scratch with Both Hands

Mother, the pictures of the dining room have been uploaded to the Yahoo album.

Good Weekend


I went home to Spring for my father's 50th birthday "surprise" this past weekend. The surprise part consisted entirely of me sneaking into the house while my father stepped out and frightening him as he walked past me. We all took a limo to Le Mistral, a lovely French restaurant. Other than the limo service being gawd-aweful and the driver being an idiot who couldn't read maps, it was a good Friday night. I glued myself to Phillip the rest of the weekend and all was well.

The end.

P.S. Check out some new photos I uploaded

Finally ... done with ... studying, homework, reading. Sweet sleep.

If fear and sadness could kill someone, I would already be dead.