If I could control who I cared about, it’d probably be someone who didn’t drag my emotions through fire. Love just means different things to different people. To some it’s just strong momentary feeling. I know that now. It’s too…
I’m glad i was here when Carolina finally went to hell.
Yey Duke! Boo pixel!
The way to inspire super cheering is getting us all wasted beforehand.
This is embarrassing: the guy next to me is wearing the same outfit I am. And so are the 9000 fans next to him.
Just finished a pep rally. Man, am I tired of cheering now.
I’m rapidly passing the point where i’m hanging out in the late evening and being out in the wee morning.
This protein bar is pretty good. It very nearly manages to approximate flavor.
The dealer made my car bionic today. It’s really something, but I’m going to be paying the $6 million bill off for a while.
I hate hearing bad things about new, fun people. This world is far too small.
Say what you will, but Jack Johnson is not good workout music.
Drunk tweeting. Next is drunk texting then drunk facebooking… And that can’t end well for anyone.
I need to stop tweeting from the bathroom. (This message was sent from the municipal sewer.)
Automated towel dispensers never recognize me waving my hands. I swear I’m not a vampire!
If I keep imagining that sad Charlie Brown song, I’m going to develop horrible posture.
I always get scared of things that are too easy: questions, women, bake ovens…
Why is it that high school TV series only ever show you how students interact with one teacher?
I’m going to see Hot Tub Time Machine opening night! Closing night, too! But that’s probably going to be the same night.