Mar 31 2008

Damn, son

The webcam has got to be the best tool for long-distance relationships (right after the phone, ’cause you know we haven’t gotten to the point where Internet and computers are everywhere just yet). Yesterday I video’d my boo. And if you haven’t noticed, my hair has gotten long. I mean, it could maybe pass for […]

Mar 29 2008

This briefcase is for…

Betty White is hella my new favorite thing in the world!!

How can you not love her? Really, now.

Mar 24 2008

Music of the heart

I think this is one of the most heartfelt, beautiful lyrics ever:
First off, let me say congratulations: heard that you just had a baby girl. If she looks anything like her mother, she’s the prettiest thing in the world.
Name that tune! (P.S. He sounds like he’s getting shot.) (P.P.S. Not really, but some people will […]

Mar 23 2008

Spring break recap

That’s right, folks — no jazzy titles here. I’ll give it to you straight. Heavy egocentric photoblog (that is probably wildly inaccurate, since it was all such a blur!), after the jump.

Mar 10 2008

A drug-induced state

I don’t like the person I’m becoming.
(P.S. This sounds bad but don’t worry.. I’m still the clean girl I was and will always be.)

Mar 10 2008

Fuel to the Flame

I just woke up from a nap and decided to watch the premiere episode of Pop Fiction, Ashton “I-share-kids-with-Bruce-Willis” Kutcher. If you haven’t heard, it’s pretty much Punk’d, with the paparazzi as the targets — a “Celebrities Strikes Back” if you will. (Sorry, Anna Nicole!) And I have to say, it’s a pretty good idea. […]

Mar 3 2008

The naïveté

Looked back on some old blogs instead of reading for math like I should have been (Linear Algebra, for those of you who have no idea). Seriously? MWF?! I haven’t worked out in weeks. And I’ve done okay with the sciences (save for Chem Lab.. what happened this semester?), but my electives — which I’m […]

Mar 2 2008

Good choices

I refilled my Brita filter the other day; a quick look at (not-so) pure Baltimore tap in a cup led to the discovery of just how nasty life before that miraculous purchase had been. It was murky as hell. Like dirty, melted slush. Like that episode of “Boy Meets World” where Cory and Topanga move […]

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