Why don't YOU write a blog post?
GD IT.
In other news, my mom says graduation is in 48 days. I'll believe it when I see it. Also, I don't have time to count down the days.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Carl.
So my friend Carla is pretty happy. A little too pretty happy, if you catch my drift. And it's like, all the time. What's her deal, man? I know, right?
Even when Carla is utterly and severely depressed (Point A), she's still happier than the rest of us.
So anyway, after we was all talkin' 'n shits today, I realized... WAIT A SECOND, Carla seems a little, also, 'not all there'... if you see where I'm going with this.
And where I'm going is to SCIENCE!
And by 'science,' I, of course, mean hilarious anecdotes.
So we was talking, and Carla asks,
"Why do people HAVE kids?"
A fair question I might ask. But also know, that this isn't(!) taken out of context. It's as much in context right now as it was when she asked it, trust me.
Still not convinced?
FINE.
So for not being a science major, Carla is pretty 'hip' with the science, if you know what I'm saying. Tahlia and I talk science at her and she smiles and nods, which means she gets it. But today was the first time that science may have eluded poor, little, overly happy Carla.
For example, are you sitting? Well then, you're less happy than you would be if you were standing!
And according to Carla, it's true because IT'S SCIENCE.
"Well anyone who's anyone knows that sitting and unhappiness have an 80% correlation," you say. WELL, FINE AGAIN.
But the last piece of [SCIENTIFIC] evidence I have is thusly:
I'll write it out for you. Tahlia was standing. Carla was kneeling [OH YEAHHHHH]. Carla went to give T-bear a hug. Carla is a freakish monstrosity of tall and so her head came right up to Tahlia's... (smaller) boob. Carla proceeded to nuzzle said boobie with her nose. FOR A WHILE.
If that doesn't prove that Carla is pretty fan-freaking awesome, I don't know what does.
I love italics.
Even when Carla is utterly and severely depressed (Point A), she's still happier than the rest of us.
So anyway, after we was all talkin' 'n shits today, I realized... WAIT A SECOND, Carla seems a little, also, 'not all there'... if you see where I'm going with this.
And where I'm going is to SCIENCE!
And by 'science,' I, of course, mean hilarious anecdotes.
So we was talking, and Carla asks,
"Why do people HAVE kids?"
A fair question I might ask. But also know, that this isn't(!) taken out of context. It's as much in context right now as it was when she asked it, trust me.
Still not convinced?
FINE.
So for not being a science major, Carla is pretty 'hip' with the science, if you know what I'm saying. Tahlia and I talk science at her and she smiles and nods, which means she gets it. But today was the first time that science may have eluded poor, little, overly happy Carla.
For example, are you sitting? Well then, you're less happy than you would be if you were standing!
And according to Carla, it's true because IT'S SCIENCE.
"Well anyone who's anyone knows that sitting and unhappiness have an 80% correlation," you say. WELL, FINE AGAIN.
But the last piece of [SCIENTIFIC] evidence I have is thusly:
I'll write it out for you. Tahlia was standing. Carla was kneeling [OH YEAHHHHH]. Carla went to give T-bear a hug. Carla is a freakish monstrosity of tall and so her head came right up to Tahlia's... (smaller) boob. Carla proceeded to nuzzle said boobie with her nose. FOR A WHILE.
If that doesn't prove that Carla is pretty fan-freaking awesome, I don't know what does.
I love italics.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Crayonoglyphics
If you don't appreciate crayon-note-drawing-pictographs, then you don't appreciate me.
I drew/wrote/created the following for Tahlia, for obvious reasons. [You may or may not have the opportunity to witness the 'crayon-note-that-started-it-all' when the semester ends. Did I say 'may not'? Don't worry, you will. But not yet, my young pups, not yet...]
I drew/wrote/created the following for Tahlia, for obvious reasons. [You may or may not have the opportunity to witness the 'crayon-note-that-started-it-all' when the semester ends. Did I say 'may not'? Don't worry, you will. But not yet, my young pups, not yet...]
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Monster
Monster Crushedness
Life Happiness
Insomnia Sleep
Physics GRE Any hope for the future
School My soul
Girls My heart
Reality My dreams
Global warming The polar ice caps
No italics What I'm really saying
This blog All other blogs, EVER
Inability to tab Straight columns
Republicans The long-term fate of the Earth
Insert your own!
Sunday, October 3, 2010
WTF LIFE????
Oh.
My.
God.
Life is like... COMPLETELY FUCKED UP IN THE HEAD. Just saying. Things are happening and I don't know what's going on and OMG. I really wish I could explain it to y'all, but I can't.
Like... I got this email... an important one. I ran outside to call someone and not five seconds before I am standing there, two cars get into a car crash behind me.
FUCKED, AM I RIGHT????
And all these other "weird" things happen to me ALL THE TIME.... Like the amount of homework I did this weekend - A LOT! YIKES! What is going on? Remember this summer where Emily and I were scared shitless because of how well the week was going? And we figured it was due to the coming Apocalypse?
WELL IT'S HERE NOW PEOPLE!
I'm scared. I *would* prefer if you'd hold me. DO IT. You know who you are.
Long story short, I will live the rest of my life shaking my head in disbelief at the UTTER MADNESS THAT CALLS ITSELF MY LIFE.
OH! *AND* to top today off, Deno also told me that you can now ITALICIZE in g-chat. How could you keep something like that from me, Life?!?!?!
Well, T-town believes that Karma is frick-fracking SCREAMING at me right now, but alas, neither of us can figure out the message. At least "life" will be eventful, right? Right?
My.
God.
Life is like... COMPLETELY FUCKED UP IN THE HEAD. Just saying. Things are happening and I don't know what's going on and OMG. I really wish I could explain it to y'all, but I can't.
Like... I got this email... an important one. I ran outside to call someone and not five seconds before I am standing there, two cars get into a car crash behind me.
FUCKED, AM I RIGHT????
And all these other "weird" things happen to me ALL THE TIME.... Like the amount of homework I did this weekend - A LOT! YIKES! What is going on? Remember this summer where Emily and I were scared shitless because of how well the week was going? And we figured it was due to the coming Apocalypse?
WELL IT'S HERE NOW PEOPLE!
I'm scared. I *would* prefer if you'd hold me. DO IT. You know who you are.
Long story short, I will live the rest of my life shaking my head in disbelief at the UTTER MADNESS THAT CALLS ITSELF MY LIFE.
OH! *AND* to top today off, Deno also told me that you can now ITALICIZE in g-chat. How could you keep something like that from me, Life?!?!?!
Well, T-town believes that Karma is frick-fracking SCREAMING at me right now, but alas, neither of us can figure out the message. At least "life" will be eventful, right? Right?
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