January 2010
104 posts
SOMEONE IN MILWAUKEE LOVES ME.
But it’s not Sophie or John, that’s for sure.
December 2009
79 posts
Why?!
I am always most active at night. I’ve sepnt the last hour and a half tearing pictures off my wall, taking staples out, because I decided that I want to paint.
What is wrong with me?! I need to go to bed.
Re(s/v)olutions
I am going to spend my bus trip to Milwaukee mapping out what I want next year to mean to me. I realize that a year is just an arbitrary measurement of time, but everyone else is going to start over now. I like the sense of community.
I am pumped to spend the evening at Sophie’s. Git drunk and sleep on yer couch.
Sloths sometimes remain hanging from branches...
tiiinahoff:
SLOTHS WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU
Reaaaalllly tired.
I'M GONNA MARRY A RICH MAN.
being broke is absolutely no fun!
Impromptu Family Reunion
Surprise! My half-brother, his wife, and their daughter came to Wisconsin for Christmas (from Georgia—why, God, why?!). Plus, Dad was in town. So we all met up. It’s the first time I’ve seen Sean, Melissa, and Elizabeth since they moved a few years back. My niece is like almost a real person now—she’s 11!
I feel old.
I also don’t know how we ever manage...
GOOD FRIEND.
Melanie is here. We were going to throw out half of my closet together, but I am in extreme physical pain. She is making me a grilled cheese, and I didn’t even have to ask!
Plus, we’re listening to Beyonce.
It’s going to be okay!
Passive agressive blogging
We should talk in about a week when I am not consumed by hormones. Like you even read this shit anymore!
VIOLENT MOODSWINGS.
Seriously, though
Despite my recent job loss, shit’s okay.
Had a good night with friends I hadn’t seen in a long time last night. Josh made home-brew porter for Christmas, tried some tonight, it was delicious. Got some money from the family (really want to spend it on frivolous shit, but it goes to textbooks, I think.)
I’m optimistic about finding a new job, even though it’s probably...
GOOD TIMING.
Lost my job yesterday.
Pizza extreme went out of business.
Merry Christmas!
On the twelfth day of Christmas my Tumblr gave to...
twofish:
dancehall:
n-n-nicky:
Twelve year-olds bitching Eleven dressed up babies Ten cats a-lawling Nine pics of GaGa Eight awesome mixtapes Seven gifs a-dancing Six racist comments Five brand new memes Four links to formspring Three reblogs Two maintenance errors And a hipster stuck in some trees.
Most. Epic. Thing. Ever.
“Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives,...”
– The Alchemist; Paulo Coelho
HEY EVERYBODY
Please butt out of my love life, thanks!
The Moon Versus us Ever Sleeping Together Again
“I sit here, an arch-villain of romance, thinking about you. Gee, I’m sorry I made you unhappy, but there was nothing I could do about it because I have to be free. Perhaps everything would have been different if you had stayed at the table or asked me to go out with you to look at the moon, instead of getting up and leaving me alone with her.”
-Richard Brautigan
Suck it, school
Got grades for two of my classes. B in Math, A in Europe and the Modern World, with a 94 on my final paper.
I am so fucking cool.
What are you talking about?
My cat never shuts up, and has this weird warbling meow.
What do you want, cat?
I should learn how to record this.
AUGUST 2010!
GOODBYE WISCONSIN.
Actually going to get the fuck out this time.
SOPHIE!!!
twofish:
parttimephysicist:
twofish:
parttimephysicist:
have you never google imaged “butt”?
WHY WOULD I GOOGLE IMAGE BUTT WHEN I COULD JUST LOOK AT MY OWN BUTT IN A MIRROR?
variety, i guess.
my butt is all anyone needs
Your butt is all I need.
Rainbow Books Collective
I thought you were going to be a lesbian bookstore, but you were just filled with cute boys.
Surprise!
Nickelback: 'Band of the decade', according to... →
24freedinners:
molls:
Everyone come in to my office for a good cry.
What.
Craziest dream
Involved pregnancy and penises for hands. But it’s all starting to slip away now.
Y'ALL READY FOR A MATH FINAL?
No. Not really.
MATH.
Dirty Workshirts + Too lazy to do laundry = Wear a low-cut top to work.
Low-cut top + Forget to take off make up before work = $3 tip from construction worker.
I should do this more often.
Fuckit
Sick of this paper. Not going to bother bullshitting one more page.
I will no longer be sorry to see this class go.
Goodbye forever, environmental science. Remember when I ran through the spider webs in the woods? Or when I found those underwear in Warner Park? What could have been…
twofish:
sheisdeadagain:
facefullofcase:
...
Introducing, my friend Jeff.
Jeff: CALL ME WHEN YOU GET OFF WORK
Jeff: I'M GOING TO BED
Jeff: BYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYE MU'FUGGA
Otto Beauregard: OKAY
Otto Beauregard: GOODBYE FOREVER
Jeff: YOU'D THINK SO, BUT YOU'D BE WRONG
Jeff: CUNT!
Otto Beauregard: WHORE
Jeff: SKEEZE
Otto Beauregard: GO TO BED, CHILD.
Jeff: IT WOULD SEEM YOUR MOTHER HAS BEATEN ME THERE, PRIVY
Ridiculous
Just looked for a solid five minutes for one of my shirts. Realized I’m wearing it.
Time for bed!
I dream about you every night
But I’m trying not to.