It’s rather interesting …

… how similar graduate school is to middle school. 1. people still compete for popularity and acceptance but fail to realize how insignificant and irrelevant that “acceptance” really is. 2. the cliques are just as isolated and impenetrable, but the people in those cliques are the same total dorks as…

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Just when you think Adam Sandler is a talentless frat boy …

… he puts out a movie like “Reign Over Me” and immediately earns my respect. For those of you who haven’t seen it, it is ridiculously amazing and heartbreakingly sad. I am generally opposed to movies, songs, and whatnot that exploits September 11th for personal and monetary gain (i.e “United…

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And the joy-ride has crashed …

I dropped Chico off at the airport today. (Yes, a communal sigh of sadness is appropriate.) My two-week spoil-fest has come to an end. Now I must return to the sad condition of cooking my own meals, doing my own laundry, cleaning my own house, driving myself to the office…

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Spring Break ’07, Or My Tour of The Moneyed South

Chico just took me on the greatest vacay ever. He is absolutely wonderful (but, you all already knew this!). I have never eaten so much amazing food and rank so much booze in a five-day span before. It was phenomenal. I really think I may have gained ten pounds in…

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Wanna see my feet?

So, my doctor’s appointment last week involved xrays of my fucked up foot. Because they are pretty cool, I thought that I would share them with you, my biggest fans! This one is of the pretty pins in my ankle, holding it together. Thankfully I don’t set off metal detectors…

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Because Mel is the coolest girl I know …

Get Your Monster Name

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Spring Training

Because today was an absolutely wonderful spring day and perfect for baseball, Kia and I went to the UNCG home opener. We sat in the sun and watched our boys in pinstripes slug away. They played Marist Red Foxes (a NY team), and won 8-3. It was a pretty great…

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I hate Germany. But, then again, who doesn’t?

This morning I was awoken by the sound of David Grey singing Babylon to me. Turns out that it was just my phone. I didn’t recognize the number, but I picked up anyway. It was Justin!! My best and oldest friend in all of the world! He was driving home…

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