Happy Halloween!

And did I mention YouTube?

I really like Letterman now. 

 

 Oh jeez.

I got work done. Score.

The self-doubt kicked in again, so I killed it by reading all of Richard Burger's Chavin book in one night.  Yay for re-motivation. 

I really do like my classes.  I do.  I like the reading.  It's that step where reading becomes research that kills me.

I went to the senior Masquerade Ball last night with Emily.  We dressed as cats without ears or tails.  Otherwise known as cute goth-lite girls with whiskers.  Yeah, laziest Halloween costume ever.  Emily dragged me out of my sweatpants we decided to go at 10:30.  

I've been a bad bad blogger.  You think I spent no time on the internets.  Ha.  Ha.  Stupid Facebook, YouTube, fandom sites, LiveJournal (ahaha, here's where I admit guilt at last), other people's music, YOU TUBE, Wikipedia (wtf?),  political sites I've finally started visiting again (didja hear there's an election?) and did I mention YOU TUBE.  

Old suite reunion brunch tomorrow.

I'm too lazy to link to this, but apparently there's a fake documentary coming out about the October 2007 assassination of President Bush.  Sounds like I should take notes.

Arnold Schwarzenegger is a poser.  If you're reading this from Cali, don't vote for him.  Remember how he whored himself out for Bush in 2004?  Don't let his newfound cooperative spirit fool you.  He's still driving those Hummers. 

I forgot Spanish. 

 

 

 

A little emo S&G for the wet and unproductive day...

I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls.

And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets
To England where my heart lies.

My mind's distracted and diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're asleep
And kiss you when you start your day.

And a song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can't believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme.

And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you.

And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I.

Yes, this is a graphics-only blog now.
I yanked this from Matt Yglesias who yanked it from Kevin Drum.    I don't have anything more to say about  it than they've said already.

Natalie Dee is the best webcomic ever.

 

 

 

I mean, this is the story of my life.

And somewhere, a pig spreads its wings to fly...

Yes, that be me in the picture with the tattoo.

No, it is not fake.

Yes, I was afraid it would hurt like hell.

No, it did not. 

Yes, I have been saying my whole life how I could never get a tattoo because I hate needles.

No, I did not freak out in the studio.

Yes, I went to a really safe place to get it done.  (Studio Zee...on State Street.  Not The Edge lol).

No, I did not go alone. (Laura is my favorite!)

Yes, I spent a lot of time thinking about it beforehand (read: July, as Robbie can testify).

No, I have absoultely no regrets.

Yes, I have told my parents.

No, their heads didn't explode.

oh SNAP!

Is that the Nazca Lines I see?  Oh yes, folks, yes it is.

 

I love quizzes.

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