Grinnin' like a Cheshire Cat, I focus on the pleasure

I wish I could hire someone to make me go to bed. Like force me. That used to be my mom's job, but she is retired.

Internet, why you gotta be so flashy? Books, why you gotta be so interesting? Music, why you gotta be so enthralling?

My birthday is coming up, right around Spring Break for Code Man, which is convenient on so many levels. We're gonna go on a road trip/camping trip along the Pacific Coast! This is the sort of thing I've always wanted to do but never got the chance to before. :D It is destined to be my best birthday, ever!

This winter wants to kill me.

I made the mistake of watching "My Mother" from The Chipmunk Adventure on YouTube right before greeting a family of guests. So many emotions!

I pretended I was allergic.

I don't think any of them were fooled, not even the six-year-old girl.

This song's in my head.

This song's in my head.

This song's in my head, it won't go away, oh god, please make it stop.

I AM GOING TO SEE THE MUPPETS TOMORROW NIGHT!!! WAAHOOOO!

I would have gone today, but I have a feeling it is craaaazy outside. So I've stayed in, and I've pretty much just been playing online. The Starlight has more people than usual, but no one is knifing anybody for a Blu-Ray Player. At least, not so far.

So, I have a feeling I won't be graduating in December. If I'm even alive in December. I feel so crappy.

I found one of my old snow globes in a box last night. It's got a snowman in it, and so the pretend snow blows around it when you shake it. Well, the years have somehow broken it. The water doesn't even cover his head, so the pretend snow just kind of sadly floats around his waist

I think it's the saddest thing I've ever seen.

Last semester of college starts tomorrow, and then I'll be a graduate. With a degree. And stuff.

I'm terrified. I wonder if I could drop classes so I have to stay longer

Hey, Heritage, where my Harry Potter fans at?!

Anyone interested in seeing the midnight showing this Thursday? I may have convinced my parents to buy a block of tickets. I think a Potter Party is in order, as it's the l... the f... They won't be making any more.

God, I'm gonna cry and I DON'T even care.

People on YouTube have been doing a great job of ( setting up the emotions for the final chapter. )

I MIGHT BE GETTING A KOWALSKI COW! YEEHAW!

I should probably tell Mom before I bring her home, though. She might... have a cow! Ahahaha!

I must have really sharp, pointy teeth. I always manage to bite my inner cheek. It makes eating hurt. :( Woe is me.

In other, probably vastly more interesting news, I am set to graduate next winter. And I'm scared.

If yoooou:

- are sick of all the rain we've been getting
- are ready for summer to really start
- have a love of water balloons, trampolines and sugar

Then you should come to my parents' house this Saturday, starting at 1 PM and going as long as we want. The forecast is calling for sun, and that means fun!


*Note: If it actually rains, we can improvise. The trampoline and water balloons aren't going anywhere. Well, the water balloons will be projected toward people's bodies, but you know what I mean.*

I think it would be awesome to be Arnold Schwarzenegger's illegitimate son. Think about it. You'd be safe during the robot uprising (that we all know is going to happen)! You'd most likely be RIPPED. And you'd get to hear Arnold Freaking Schwarzenegger say things like, "Son! Come downschtaaairs und help your mothah vit dinnah!" "Gut job on your homeverk, son. You are not a disappointenhosenglebestrudel."

I think it'd be really cool.

Still sucks for his soon-to-be ex wife, though.

My cousin hogged all of the Mother's Day away from me. She was supposed to go halfsies with me on a present, but she bought my mom a Nook. A NOOK. How am I supposed to compete with that?!

:( My necklace looked so stupid, next to that. Especially because she couldn't stop "ooo"-ing and "ahh"-ing at all the features.

Confession: I have an irrational fear of Gary Busey. Whenever I see him on TV (which is invariably - the dude is on EVERYTHING), I have to change the channel quickly, lest I pee my pants scream like a girl.

Am I alone in this?

Why is it that girls can loudly listen to metal bands without anyone judging them, but if a dude is overheard listening to Ingrid Michaelson, he is automatically a homo?

I'm just gonna be o.k. today, jerks.

Y'all have so much going on. It would make me jealous, except I'm not, really. Well, I'm jealous that you all seem to have such fascinating lives. Me? I'm just trying to pass my classes.

Quasi-related: Why is every holiday celebrated with a car deal?

Watch that last step! It's a doozy!"


The groundhog has been wrestled from his home, he has seen his shadow, and he says "go fuck yourselves" to the people of Punxsutawney.