i truly do enjoy sitting next to jeremy while he’s writing code, because he narrates what he’s typing.

and then shouts things like “i’m so fucking smart!”

this is how we feel about it.

so much is happening. AAH.

better in theory than in practice.

jeremy just asked me to be his date to his 10 year high school reunion.

i am reminded that goodies are sometimes oldies, and my oldie is certainly a goodie.

they burnt. i couldn’t eat any of them.

spring semester begins tomorrow.

my quality of life feels equal to that of a lindsay lohan movie.

i have a new address.

it’s pretty fucking fabulous.

email me and ask for it.

send me nice things.

tomorrow i will have a new address.

it’s exciting.

th…the ca…cat in the ha….

oh fuck this. i’ll be a stripper.

that i and no one else thought the office was freezing?