So.
I live at home.
Again.
With my parents.
Again.
In a twin-sized bed.
Again.
Soo.
Sooo...
I'm going to Australia.
Peace out, life of stability and financial security.
So long, predictable schedule and sleeping patterns.
Fare thee well, ability to capriciously buy things on eBay.
Actually that one stays.
Here. Watch this:
[This is the perfect depiction of every conversation I've ever had about my "future."]
I used to write for Jay-Z, but he couldn't handle my flow.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Sunday, August 2, 2009
2 Things:
1. Pretention brings out my eyes.
I know this because Generic Dude-Brah #1 in a Bro-fit told me this weekend. After I said no to joining him in a Nickelback sing-along, he called me a pretentious bitch.
Then I met equally Generic Dude-Brah #2 who told me my eyes were pretty.
Therefore, pretention brings out my eyes.
Pretention is now my favorite color.
2. I am obsessed with Regina Spektor's new album, "Far."
Update: I am pretentious.
I know this because Generic Dude-Brah #1 in a Bro-fit told me this weekend. After I said no to joining him in a Nickelback sing-along, he called me a pretentious bitch.
Then I met equally Generic Dude-Brah #2 who told me my eyes were pretty.
Therefore, pretention brings out my eyes.
Pretention is now my favorite color.
2. I am obsessed with Regina Spektor's new album, "Far."
Update: I am pretentious.
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