| twenty-one: time to face the music. |
[26 Jan 2010|11:01pm] |
I can't believe it's over.
The Tonight Show with Conan, that is.
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| twenty: can you blame him? |
[06 Jan 2010|10:58am] |
PRIVATE TO: SPACE GROUP.
So. Who are we eating first?
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| nineteen: 2010 sounds explosive so far. |
[02 Jan 2010|01:43am] |
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Off to a good start, I'd say. See you guys tomorrow.
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| eighteen: everyone has a breaking point. |
[31 Oct 2009|12:33pm] |
JESUS CHRIST THIS HAS BEEN THE WORST MONTH EVER
IN
MY
LIF.E
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| seventeen: is this real life? |
[18 Oct 2009|04:48pm] |
Obviously, I said some things that
I didn't mean to
Sorry.
( Vera. )
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| sixteen: truth or dare. |
[17 Oct 2009|11:37pm] |
[THIS POST HAS BEEN REDACTED BY USER FWILSON AS OF 17:07:08, 10.18.2009]
You guys know that movie with the Deadpool guy? The one with Anna Faris being a crazy (and hot, but mostly crazy) bitch? That is basically my life. The friend zone. Seriously, you'd think being friends with all these hot girls would get me somewhere. Not that I'm just their friend to get tail or anything, because I'm not, but come on.
Is there something wrong with my face? I mean, I'm no Hot Connor, but I'm not the Swamp Thing either. Right?
(No offense to Swamp Things.)
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| fifteen: halloweenhead. |
[10 Oct 2009|12:01am] |
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Okay, guys. We've got about two weeks or so left. Halloween costumes, let's hear 'em. And ladies, I'm available to lend my assistance as part of any couple costume themes.
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| fourteen: bang bang. |
[22 Sep 2009|07:02pm] |
All right, this has been postponed and stalled long enough. I'm starting a band. Auditions are next Tuesday when we get back. We're going for a quasi-indie folksy alternative rock feeling, because that genre is totally not tired enough yet.
Violet, I'm sure this all turns out very badly, but for now you can keep the portents of doom to yourself. As far as the immediate future goes, this is going to be awesome.
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| thirteen: encores can be fatal. |
[16 Sep 2009|11:22pm] |
Fact: working in the food industry sucks. Even when it's for a nice guy like Joe, you've always got the jackass kids ordering twelve orders of baby back ribs with a side of grenades right before we're about to close. I understand that we make the most explosive BBQ sauce in west Neopolis, but some of us just want to go home.
That said, can't wait for school to start up again. Seriously.
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| twelve: po' boy. |
[05 Sep 2009|08:18am] |
Say, can you not afford to traipse across borders over break? Don't have the green to emulate the lifestyles of your peers? Don't have the funds to wave your hands in the air like you just don't care?
You are not alone!
And since we're all stuck in Neopolis proper (and/or the greater surrounding California area), let's rock the house, Great Depression-style. You know, some old-fashioned poor people fun, like barbecuing vermin and games of frisbee with trashcan lids. On the off days from our taxing minimum wage jobs while we help support our families, of course.
(But seriously, I cannot be the only one who's stuck here. Please don't make me go to the soup kitchen by myself.)
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| eleven: false start [THRILLER NIGHTS]. |
[30 Aug 2009|10:32am] |
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We haven't even been here for a year yet, but already the end of the trimester always makes me want to move back to Wisconsin. What is it with this school?
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| ten: a dash of trinitrotoluene. |
[21 Aug 2009|10:15pm] |
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I am the king of gay chicken.
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| nine: up in smoke. |
[15 Aug 2009|06:41pm] |
So what's the latest from you Gothic types on getting that undead look? I'm nothing if not committed to the theme here, but I'm a pretty lively guy.
[Private to Violet.]
Hey, are you still hiding going to the prom that's not a prom but is actually a prom?
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| eight: tick tick boom. |
[02 Aug 2009|08:11pm] |
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If anyone would be interested in playing grandpa music with me on some grandpa instruments, I'll be in the Science rec room. Being underappreciated.
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| seven: fission trigger. |
[29 Jul 2009|09:06pm] |
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This is the stupidest assignment ever.
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| six: three, two, one. |
[28 Jul 2009|02:41pm] |
madmenyourself.com is possibly the greatest invention ever.
That is GQ material right there. The 1950s world of advertisement really missed out when I was born forty years too late.
( Violet. )
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| five: backfire. |
[25 Jul 2009|06:25am] |
Ladies, you are all far too rich for my blood. I know that half of us have stock options and hefty allowances from Mommy and Daddy, but unfortunately my disposable income doesn't quite add up to the thousands. Maybe next time.
You girls are going to have a grand old time with the ninja kid, though. I can just feel it.
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