We will cry if we want to

HAPPY BINGE EATING DAY!!!

2009-11-26T22:51:00.003-05:00

Thanksgiving is always a good time with my family but I try to keep the eating to a minimum. This day has always been a test in whether or not I can finish off the day without feeling like I have to throw up.

However, I'm super psyched to have two days off from work though so everyone else can happily gorge themselves.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

In my humble opinion, Bella should choose NEITHER.

2009-11-25T09:03:00.010-05:00

(from Behindblondiepark.com)

Last night I saw New Moon and though I left the theater fairly satisfied, I grew angrier and angrier as the night went on. Here's why:

1. Bella is a horrible character- she's whiny, self-involved, reckless and has no interests or hobbies whatsoever besides hanging out with guys.

2. Edward was ok in the first movie- the brooding thing worked to his advantage. In this movie, all he did was repeat the lines "You are my life now" and "You are my everything." He had nothing substantial and I was left feeling like Bella should up and leave the broken record.

3. Jacob was the best part of the movie and he walks around with his shirt off for 90 % of the film. He's 17. Something doesn't feel right about staring at a 17-year-old with his shirt off for two hours. Anyways, at least he has some depth- but Bella can't be bothered to love him because she's got her other boring ass boyfriend.

4. Shamefully, I've read the books but seeing it all in action just made me realize how dumb the books are. The movie starts off with Edward's vampire family throwing Bella a birthday party. Bella opens a present and gets a paper cut. All of the vampires have to be restrained so they don't kill the bitch. The next day, Edward decides to leave her because he put her in harm's way. THAT'S ALL IT TAKES??? Sounds like eternal love to me.

I'm angry.

Itchin' for school

2009-11-24T10:10:00.001-05:00

I just want to go to school already. It's hard to live in the present and just go home after work everyday and be bored out of my mind because I have no applications to fill out. There's only so many nights out I can handle and so much time I can fill with gym trips etc.

I'm going to go to the arts and crafts store when I get back from Thanksgiving and then maybe I can figure out some sort of time consuming hobby.

I will miss you Cory.

2009-11-17T14:58:00.003-05:00

It's hard not to have a few regrets in life. Today, I'm facing a rather big one. A friend passed away on the morning of November 16th. He was about a month away from graduation. The last time I saw him was randomly at the Denver airport about a year and a half ago. He was rushing to make his plane and luckily I was able to get a quick hello in. Since then we had quite a few online chats and I think even a phone call or two.

He was always optimistic despite the roadblocks in his life. Everyone was always rooting for him.

All of my post grad visits to Penn State, I kept thinking I should call him and see him. Then the weekends would get crazy and I wouldn't get around to it. I have never really felt the rush to get facetime with people but I should have listened to my gut. I will regret this for a long time.

I will miss you Cory. My heart goes out to your family.

2009-11-14T21:56:00.000-05:00

On nights like these I always think- you should go out- next year at this time you will be in law school hell and won't be able to think about going out- so go out enjoy. But then I don't go out.

2009-11-10T20:21:00.000-05:00

I want someone who's not afraid of me
or anyone else.
In other words, I want someone
who's not afraid of themself.

No big updates.

2009-11-10T20:09:00.002-05:00

(Photo c/o Boston.com)

I definitely applied to too many law schools. I got really nervous because a lot of my friends last year had really horrible experiences. So I made sure to get everything out the door the first week applications were available to be submitted. I also applied twice as many schools as I should have. So I heard back from a school in mid-October. Now I'm accumulating about one acceptance per week and it's VERY EXCITING. I'm going to have some decisions to make and that's more than I could have asked for.

I feel like I have severe senioritis at work though. I really don't want to do anything anymore now that I know I'm going to school. I want to move on to the next step of my life. But then I have to remind myself that the next three years are going to suck so I should enjoy life now and enjoy reading and television etc.

Bryce and I went to see Stop Making Sense on Sunday night at MIT. I really have to take advantage of how close that theater is. The movie was awesome and very entertaining. I found myself wishing I was Tina Weymouth and jamming up on the stage with the rest of the band. SO GREAT.

I am the Cosmos

2009-10-09T22:53:00.004-04:00

I really wish I had more interesting things to talk about but life has been pretty blah recently. Especially this past month. I've been like an application zombie. I go to work, come home, work out, finish a couple applications, watch some stupid shows like 90210 or Gossip Girl (cringe) and then go to bed (or not really go to bed but actually just pretend to be asleep for 8 hours). Then repeat.

I'm trying to regain what I feel I've lost- my individual interests and pursuits. I picked up my Canon Rebel on the way out of my apartment the other day and checked it out. I have no fucking clue how to get the best use out of the camera. I know how to use the basic setting. I seriously need to figure this shit out.

I went to yoga the other day and felt like a complete moron like I always do in yoga. It also made me realize that I don't feel like a moron enough. Everything is so safe- planned and carefully calculated. EVEN the top 25 songs played on my ipod haven't changed in 2 years.

AND ENOUGH WITH THE VAMPIRES. I fell into that trendy little trap. I need to read some real books again.

So this is my new plan. I've already purchased a couple of new albums to spice things up. At the top of the playlist is the new Pete Yorn album featuring Scarlett Johansson (who I hate for no good reason). From start to finish the album just blows me away which rarely ever happens. Feel free to give me some suggestions (Bryce- if you're reading this).

On the plus side, I've learned a lot about myself. And, as always, I love my friends.

Actually back?

2009-10-05T10:29:00.003-04:00

I just read all of my old posts. It's like reading a diary. Do I make a new blog or do I move forward from here?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hVZaA2s7xYI

I want to go home.

2009-07-13T15:11:00.002-04:00

I got up this morning and for a second actually thought it was still the weekend. Depressing.

For realz update

2009-06-26T10:29:00.002-04:00

Though no one is reading my blog I will update for myself. Nothing big is happening in my life. I'm still at the same job. I ran a half marathon about a month ago and now I feel BURNT out. I'm thinking about talking a weeklong staycation in NH.

I moved to a great new apartment in Kendall Square with Dan. We kept getting notes like congrats on your merger, etc so now everyone thinks we're a couple which is pretty funny.

I've been really into cooking- I'll probably post some pictures of things I've cooked just so it'll be forever on the internets.

RIP MJ

2009-06-26T10:24:00.001-04:00

http://www.mattlamb.org/BLOG/image.axd?picture=Michael+Jackson+Black+or+White.jpg

2009-06-03T14:45:00.003-04:00

The Tower of Terror did not let me down

2008-10-20T19:54:00.002-04:00

Went to Florida this weekend with Cait. It was nice to take Friday off and to leave early from work on Thursday. Work has been nuts and I was seriously busy right up until the moment I left.

The plane was 90% kids of course because Orlando is the number one child vacation destination. Screaming babies of all shapes and sizes seem much more annoying when they have Boston accents and wear red sox shit.

We were going to go to two parks but after pending a day wresting with the lines at MGM or "Hollywood Studios" I was over it. I'm just glad I got to go on the tower of terror because that is what got me through last week of work. It was great to see my parents though and I got to spend a lot of time with Cait as well.

On a completely random note I can't stop watching the Pink video So What and the Beyonce video If I were a boy. I know I'm lame.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BVTyLqkez6A

DONE BITCHES!

2008-10-13T22:44:00.001-04:00

I'm so happy now. Nothing can describe the relief I've been feeling in the past week. Freedom. Now that I've tasted it I'm not sure if I can go back.

We'll see what the results are in about two weeks. Ugh.

I wrote about half of my personal statement today. BIG THINGS are happening.

I just sit around and daydream about California.

I'M BACK BITCHES!!!

cold war kids tomorrow!

amazing

2008-03-15T21:01:00.002-04:00

it's seriously amazing what a difference a weeklong vacation can make. i had my first vacation since i started basically this last week. i went to breck and really vegged out. it was INCREDIBLE. i saw john melton and ski po tom- blasts from the past. i was also super proud of myself for just calling them and hanging out. i really thought i was going to get there and be too lazy to do it. but it was really awesome catching up and talking about old stories. also i saw cory wincek in the denver fucking airport. i didn't make any sense. also basically the entire trip was confirmation that i ended up in the wrong place but boo fucking hoo. denver is definitely a scene i could easily be a part of. i immediately felt at home whereas here in boston it only took about 8 fucking months. but now that i'm here i'm not in any rush to make a move. i just know for a fact summit county colorado is on the list of places i'm going to live fo sho.

more later.

tonight for dinner i am going to have

2008-03-05T11:25:00.002-05:00

2008-03-01T01:14:00.002-05:00

Photo hunt pretty much makes my life. We played all night at some bar in Cambridge, I don't know which one because I suck at paying attention. We being the Hanover kids (Himay, Hannah, Caitlin and I). Some man with a "soul patch" and an Irish accent was hitting on us. Irish accents make me feel like an ignorant American. Tonight at least I wasn't drunk enough to have to say "WHAT?" after every other sentence. It reminds me of my Australian summer where I did tons of smiling and nodding. I need to have photo hunt permanently attached to my hand.

2008-02-28T21:38:00.003-05:00

"Do you like the Unicorns?"
"Always and forever."

Things are better and Dan is an a-hole. I never would've started a blog if I couldn't openly whine to my only two readers. My sleeping abilities are returning slowly but surely and I have been able to stop questioning my sanity. Things are more fun when you can fall asleep after them.

I've also been super distracted and stopped missing things so much. IT'S GREAT.

2008-02-27T09:22:00.002-05:00

blue and white weekend is shapin' up to be an epic event.

2008-02-25T10:37:00.000-05:00

Of course now I can't escape the word "discharge." There is a huge fucking sign on every floor of my apartment talking about some "discharge" bullshit.

I'm so fucking boring

2008-02-24T20:46:00.004-05:00

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Another reason I was born at the wrong time. I'm way too young for Bill Murray. I'm bored. I'm very very tired. I have these huge circles under my eyes that won't go away. I feel like I don't get carded anymore because I look like I've aged about 10 years since starting this job. But I'm also nuts so that could be it. I went home last weekend and had a really great time which was surprising. I went to a Dartmouth hockey game which was a total blast from the past. I was more interested in looking around at all of the flirting middle schoolers running around than watching Princeton cream Dartmouth. I kept my hood on for most of the game to prevent any possible parent encounters. Afterwards I went to the bar to meet up with some friends which is something I haven't done in about two years because I can't handle seeing my entire high school out at the bar. But it was actually not that bad. I laughed a lot and had a great time seeing people. Afterwards we went over to EBAs which is still pretty gross but those breadsticks are so fucking good I don't even care. AND we got them with cheese.

But I've had a lot of trouble sleeping recently. I think it's mostly work related and general anxiety about my life. Last Thursday I looked in the mirror at work and realized I was so tired that my eyes were bloodshot. Also I can't believe that I haven't been snowboarding this season. I hate not being outside all the time. I miss the Tussey spring days. I missed the Big Air this year. I'm really pissed about that. It would have been so fun to just pop in and surprise everyone.

I really don't like the word "discharge." Yesterday, people in Pam's car were going on and on about something using that word. I felt sick.

I'm reading The Canterbury Tales and I'm really into Starsailor again.

2008-02-24T17:12:00.002-05:00

blog blog blog my life sucks blog.

updates.

2008-01-28T18:37:00.000-05:00

okay here we go. updates on 2008. it's been a busy month. i went to jersey a couple weekends ago to visit liz. had a great time- hung out with all of her friends. met christina's dog utah, who basically changed my life for the better and inspired me. things are really looking up. last night i defeated slash in a guitar battle on hard in guitar hero. to some this may not seem like a major accomplishment. but trust me, it truly was.

here are some of the things i'm into in 2008:

the rules of attraction by bret easton ellis
keeping up with the kardashians
running (surprisingly i'm really into it)
pancakes
IMAX
there will be blood blew my MIND
poison (especially "talk dirty to me"
all the music that my father used to play for me from the have a nice day series
trying to find a way to watch hey dude and salute your shorts online
CSI

Happy fuckin' 2008!

2008-01-02T20:18:00.000-05:00

I started off the year well, vomiting for reasons still unknown. I have some sort of nasty stomach virus. I haven't had one of these for so long I can't even remember what it's like. I basically couldn't sleep last night because it was so painful. I can imagine it's similar to what the women in Alien vs Predator: Requiem feel like right before the aliens explode out of them.

In other news, I think I made my intentions (or lack thereof) pretty clear to the person who may have hoped some sort of actual romantic relationship would form between the two of us. I'm just hoping I haven't lost a good friend. I hope 2008 will be similar to 2007- filled with smiling friends, lots of laughter and good times had by all. I will not create difficult situations for myself. I will read more and pay more attention to the news. I will take good care of myself. I will spend less time and money reading about celebrities. I will figure out a game plan for the next few years and stick to it. I will hang out with my sister more. I will find more things to look forward to in the hopes that I will stop looking back. These things are at the top of my list of things to look forward to:

Spice Girls with Kimbo
Lots and lots of trips to New York/New Jersey area to see my special ladies
Big Air (crossing my fingers for this one)
Breckinridge with my father- a perk is that I get to see a bunch of State College people in the area
Hawaii with my family
Arts Fest (Also crossing my fingers)

Not looking forward to:

Stressing about/taking the LSATS
Applications
Any sort of difficult decision

I gotta get myself to some great concerts, museums, maybe find a new apartment- or plan a move to some other location.

2008 is looking pretty sweet.

Meatballs - Tripper gives Motivational Speech

2007-12-26T11:28:00.001-05:00

Perhaps one of the greatest speeches in history.

2007-12-26T11:07:00.000-05:00

A perfect night.

I haven't had one of these in a while. I don't think I even have all the ingredients for one of these here in Boston, or even in Hanover. Hell, I'm not even asking for a perfect night. I'm asking for a perfect HOUR. An hour where I feel complete comfort in my own skin and thoroughly enjoy those around me.

There were so many of these hours my last year at school. It's funny though because I'm not entirely sure anyone else feels the same. I'm fairly sure the rest of East Fairmount wasn't too happy during finals week when we threw ourselves on the ground and belted out the chorus to Bone Thugs N Harmony's "Crossroads" in the early hours of the morning. And when we stopped singing and heard the entire neighborhood screaming at us, we didn't even care (except for when Andrea came out, whoops).

Reading this blog (I think Liz is my only fan but a great one at that) you would think I'm so stuck on the past. I can't really accept the fact that college is over. It's not that I still want to be there. When we go back, we're basically strangers. The streets are filled with an entirely different group of tools. Ones we'll never even have the chance to make fun of. I'm over college. I'm just not over the extreme change from fun-hectic-crazy-drama life to this life now.

I've managed to create a pretty bad situation for myself. A situation where someone is going to get pretty hurt because I can't make a decision and speak up for myself. How do you look someone in the eyes who has such strong feelings for you and tell them you'll never feel that way about them?

Oh, and no more shots. My extreme drinking career is over, mark my words.

2007-12-24T16:40:00.002-05:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4iN1qdG671g

Just watched Death Proof- LOVED IT. I love this girl/want to be her but minus the lap dance.

I have nothing original to say.

2007-12-09T20:28:00.000-05:00

Why do I even have a blog? It's not like I can really write what I'm thinking about. You know what I really think of things other people have done or how I feel about politics. I can write about my favorite types of food and things I've done recently and hope that no fights are started.

Went out this weekend on Friday night- liked what I saw in Cambridge- didn't like what I saw downtown as usual. I feel like Cambridge is like the cool parties at Penn State where I saw people I liked to see- like the old school Nut House parties- where I felt completely comfortable. And then downtown Boston is like the frats and the bars where something was always off and the girls are dressed like Limited Too models. And yes, I know Limited Too is for baby sluts.

I saw Transformers for the first time this weekend and was not disappointed. I started crying about halfway through because I was so touched by the robot/human dynamic. It brought back some great I, Robot memories. I've watched it like three times since then and I'm obsessed with Optimus Prime. He's my pretend robot boyfriend.

Speaking of boys, if you are a boy, don't ever send flowers to someone at work unless you are some sort of sick person who likes the other person to squirm and feel uncomfortable.

Thanks.

I'm not going to lie, the new Britney album is pretty decent.

2007-11-08T22:15:00.000-05:00

Peter asked me if I was updating my blog in a sarcastic manner and so of course have to do this just to spite him. I'm sitting in my caseroom at 10:30 pm. This has pretty much become my new home. I have worked 56 hours already this week. This is most likely because of all of the wasted time. But all of the project assistants have been forced to bond this week so that is nice. Basically I have no life. Why am I talking about work. Let's talk about important things like.

Penn State. Sarah Silverman was fucking brilliant. I love seeing my friends and talking to them and hearing their stories and sharing. I want them to be here with me all the time it would make life so much better and more interesting. Working overtime like this is especially hard because I go back to an empty apartment and have no one to feel bad for me or listen to me bitch. This post sucks because I ain't got nothing to say.

2007-10-21T20:18:00.001-04:00

And to tell the truth. Oh, this could be the last time. So here we go, like a sail's force into the night.

Introducing... EVA SCHWARTZ!! trying to keep liz and i apart.

2007-10-18T19:55:00.001-04:00

Eva1313 (7:01:49 PM): Hi there again....I just found out Liz's plans...Liz thinks she wont be working that week....it is very possible that they will want her, or that they will hire her and therefore she wont be able to take off 2 days (Thurs/Fri)....even if she doesnt have a job, she'll have to call up the temp people who'll probably send her out on a new job (we're not allowing her to take a whole week off to go to Penn State that wkend)....which brings us to Beth...if Liz is wkg on Thurs and she arrives at 9am, we wouldnt be Eva1313 (7:04:22 PM): able to pick her up until 3 .... & we're not even sure if Liz could take Friday off because if they hire her permanently they're not gonna want her gone the first week of her full time job....so unless the temp job ends (& she thinks it mite after next week - but who knows) & they dont hire her & she doesnt get another temp job....she will most definitely wont be going to Pa on Thurs & we're not even sure about Fri, unless it's after wk (she'd be coming home around 5)....Beth is welcome to come on Thurs... Eva1313 (7:06:21 PM): but she mite have to wait at the airport until 3 & they mite not leave until Fri or if Liz is wkg, until late Fri ....there is always a slim possibility that Liz wont be wkg then....but we just dont know....I hope Beth is not counting on leaving on Thurs bec it mite not happen....I told Liz she'd have to explain all this to beth & she said: You do it...so I'm doing it .... hopefully bef Beth gets a tkt that cant be changed...
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2007-10-18T12:56:00.001-04:00

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time. Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines. Hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way. The time is gone, the song is over, thought Id something more to say.

2007-10-11T22:46:00.000-04:00

"One morning, over at Elizabeth's beach house, she asked me if I'd rather go water-skiing or lay out. And I realized that not only did I not want to answer THAT question, but I never wanted to answer another water-sports question, or see any of these people again for the rest of my life." -Bottle Rocket

Basically Liz reminded me how much I loved that movie/quote/her.

I am going to Penn State tomorrow. I have three trips to Penn State planned within this month but there are important reasons behind all of them except this last minute trip. Halloween weekend is Andrea's birthday. Who wants to turn 23 alone? Not fucking me. And the weekend after Sarah Silverman is at the BJC. Yes please. I have become one of those alums I made fun of. I can't help it, I fucking love Penn State and my best friends.

My parents took me out to dinner since they were in town tonight. My father and I discovered that ITunes actually has Charles Manson's albums- not the complete works but the shit he did before he had his peeps slaughter those innocent people. CRAZY. Check out "Mechanical Man" and "Big Iron Door." Just kidding. Download that shit illegally.

2007-10-05T08:43:00.000-04:00

Harassing State College with a Grandma puppet. One of my favorite memories. Emilie is controlling the puppet here and we were all DYING. (The last three videos were yoinked from Liz's myspace)

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2007-10-05T08:42:00.000-04:00

This one time I caught Liz eating a burger on film. Priceless.

2007-10-05T08:33:00.000-04:00

Ummmmmmm a short skit involving Andrea Liz and myself. The acting is phenomenal. My voice is not this ridiculous in real life.

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2007-10-04T21:34:00.000-04:00

The Perfect High

There once was a boy named Gimme-Some-Roy... He was nothin' like me or you,'cause laying back and getting high was all he cared to do.

As a kid, he sat in the cellar...sniffing airplane glue. And then he smoked banana peels, when that was the thing to do. He tried aspirin in Coca-Cola, he breathed helium on the sly, and his life became an endless search to find the perfect high.

But grass just made him wanna lay back and eat chocolate-chip pizza all night,and the great things he wrote when he was stoned looked like shit in the morning light.Speed made him wanna rap all day, reds laid him too far back, Cocaine-Rose was sweet to his nose, but the price nearly broke his back.

He tried PCP, he tried THC, but they never quite did the trick. Poppers nearly blew his heart, mushrooms made him sick. Acid made him see the light, but he couldn't remember it long. Hash was a little too weak, and smack was a lot too strong. Quaaludes made him stumble, booze just made him cry, Then he heard of a cat named Baba Fats who knew of the perfect high.

Now, Baba Fats was a hermit cat...lived high up in Nepal, High on a craggy mountain top, up a sheer and icy wall. "Well, hell!" says Roy, "I'm a healthy boy, and I'll crawl or climb or fly,Till I find that guru who'll give me the clue as to what's the perfect high."

So out and off goes Gimme-Some-Roy, to the land that knows no time, Up a trail no man could conquer, to a cliff no man could climb. For fourteen years he climbed that cliff...back down again he'd slide . . .He'd sit and cry, then climb some more, pursuing the perfect high.

Grinding his teeth, coughing blood, aching and shaking and weak, Starving and sore, bleeding and tore, he reaches the mountain peak. And his eyes blink red like a snow-blind wolf, and he snarls the snarl of a rat,As there in repose, and wearing no clothes, sits the god-like Baba Fats.

"What's happenin', Fats?" says Roy with joy, "I've come to state my biz . . .I hear you're hip to the perfect trip... Please tell me what it is. "For you can see," says Roy to he, "I'm about to die, So for my last ride, tell me, how can I achieve the perfect high?"

"Well, dog my cats!" says Baba Fats. "Another burned out soul, Who's lookin' for an alchemist to turn his trip to gold. It isn't in a dealer's stash, or on a druggist's shelf... Son, if you would find the perfect high, find it in yourself."
"Why, you jive mother-fucker!" says Roy, "I climbed through rain and sleet,I froze three fingers off my hands, and four toes off my feet! I braved the lair of the polar bear, I've tasted the maggot's kiss. Now, you tell me the high is in myself? What kinda shit is this?

My ears, before they froze off," says Roy, "had heard all kindsa crap; But I didn't climb for fourteen years to hear your sophomore rap. And I didn't climb up here to hear that the high is on the natch, So you tell me where the real stuff is, or I'll kill your guru ass!"

"Okay...okay," says Baba Fats, "You're forcin' it outta me... There is a land beyond the sun that's known as Zabolee. A wretched land of stone and sand, where snakes and buzzards scream, And in this devil's garden blooms the mystic Tzutzu tree.

Now, once every ten years it blooms one flower, as white as the Key West sky,And he who eats of the Tzutzu flower shall know the perfect high. For the rush comes on like a tidal wave...hits like the blazin' sun. And the high? It lasts forever, and the down don't never come.

But, Zabolee Land is ruled by a giant, who stands twelve cubits high, And with eyes of red in his hundred heads, he awaits the passer-by. And you must slay the red-eyed giant, and swim the river of slime, Where the mucous beasts await to feast on those who journey by. And if you slay the giant and beasts, and swim the slimy sea, There's a blood-drinking witch who sharpens her teeth as she guards the Tzutzu tree."

"Well, to hell with your witches and giants," says Roy, "To hell with the beasts of the sea--Why, as long as the Tzutzu flower still blooms, hope still blooms for me."And with tears of joy in his sun-blind eyes, he slips the guru a five, And crawls back down the mountainside, pursuing the perfect high.

"Well, that is that," says Baba Fats, sitting back down on his stone, Facing another thousand years of talking to God, alone. "Yes, Lord, it's always the same...old men or bright-eyed youth... It's always easier to sell 'em some shit than it is to tell them the truth."
-Shel Silverstein

2007-10-04T15:01:00.000-04:00

I'm sad. Maybe I'm just being a big fucking baby but I really miss college. It's much easier to think about this shit when I have to sit around and do work all day. I miss how comfortable everything was. I miss my cave. I miss driving around SC and pretending like we owned the place. I'm sad.

2007-10-03T14:58:00.000-04:00

Fuck it. I'm moving back. Basically, we loved being miserable and being surrounded by idiots.

A picture taken right before one of our infamous 504 parties. This particular night was MY birthday party with an early 90's theme. I drove away all the dum dums when I played "Gloria" on repeat. Then some guy showed up and serenaded us with a live guitar performance. Earlier on Liz had puked at Quaker Steak and Lube. I don't remember it being my idea to go to Quaker Steak and Lube on my birthday. "Lube burger." Gross.

The Perfect High.

Look at that smile.

Beautiful Andrea.

I'm an idiot

2007-10-03T14:08:00.000-04:00

Because I'm a moron and there may or may not be a link section to this blog, here is our fun new celebrity rag blog. God, we're so fucking cool. Elitist because that's how Pam identifies herself and Doody because well, it's my favorite word.

http://elitistdoody.blogspot.com/

2007-10-03T13:47:00.000-04:00

I think if there was ever a need for a time machine, the time is now. If I were Britney Spears, my new main goal in life, besides drinking myself into oblivion of course, would be to create a time machine solely for my personal gain. The main problem here is that Britney already thinks time travel exists and there is video evidence of her asking K-Fed if Back to the Future actually happened. Her other option is to kidnap Tater Tot and Small Fry and move to outerspace. Before her horrendous MTV appearance, my bet was on her either announcing her move to outerspace or a possible magic trick with Cris Angel where she would disappear forever. Either of those would have been completely awesome but she of course had to let me down. Britney Spears, you have failed me.

2007-10-03T10:59:00.001-04:00

For some reason this reminds me of Liz and I and the way she used to continually threaten me, lovingly of course. Liz is Sarah Silverman and I am her sister.

SNL - High School Musical 3

2007-10-02T16:06:00.001-04:00

2007-10-02T15:31:00.000-04:00

Crabz. That is all.

2007-10-02T15:27:00.000-04:00

Four posts in a day. Is this a blog faux pas? This is from Arts Fest last summer. When I first caught this moment on camera, I thought it was so funny that I passed it around the Nut House so we could all have a good laugh. Liz's finest moment.

2007-10-02T15:22:00.001-04:00

My last trip to Penn State, I discovered the Hookah Lounge had been renamed. Of course, Chronic Town jokes were made all weekend but I don't think anyone thought it was as funny as I did, which is nothing unusual.

Flash Savior of the Universe

2007-10-02T15:01:00.000-04:00

Since my life is so blogworthy, I'm going to be like everyone else and start this shit up. And by everyone else I mean Pam. And of course now I'll have to hear about how hers is so much better than mine.