Sorry, It's All I Got...
I know, I know, I need to post lots and soon, but there's just too much school in the way. Trust me, I'm about to LOSE IT. But, despite the shortage, this picture that my HOTTEST friend just sent me of her HOTT (no, that's no typo) self should make up for my recent neglect. Enjoy! 
G, you HOTT!
Some Sense
"It's about the quality of the time spent, not the quantity."
What do you know? Squiggly talks some sense sometimes.
I miss you
bRRRRrrr, It's COLD In Here...
The furnace in my house broke some time this afternoon as seeing as it's been a fuckin' cold day out and at least five hours without heat, it's fuckin' freezing. The fireplace is burning, the oven is baking, extra layers have been donned, and space heaters are running and yet I'm still losing the feeling to my extremities. As if I haven't had enough disappointment today. A warm body might do the trick, but alas I have no way of testing that theory out tonight simply because it's a Wednesday.
Fuck this, I'm blowin' this joint.
BTW, Happy New Year!
I was out with Boo tonight, attempting to get a head-start on readings for this new term, and boy did I do a LOT of reading. Of course, none of it was for any of my classes. I managed to come across a copy of The DaVinci Code and curious, I decided to read the Prologue...and then the first chapter...and then the second chapter...and then a few more chapters after that. I think I was up to about the twelveth or thirteenth chapter when Boo finally managed to pull me away to take me home. I'm addicted. I nearly stole the copy from Boo's Boo's brother in order to continue reading tonight. The two of them combined nearly had to wrench the book from my clutches. I now understand the craze.
I was JUST at Chapters today (buying the book for my class that I'm supposedly going to get ahead in) and now I wish I could go back and pick up my own copy. Tomorrow I AM heading out to the mall, but due to my tight budget as a starving student, I'm not sure that I can too easily fork over the $$$ for the hardcover drug novel. Why couldn't it be Christmas again?
