Posted by: rabbitatduke on: July 30, 2007
“You’re so lucky, last time where got people come home so often.”
Honestly, I get a little frustrated when people say that to me. They say it with some sense of pride, of one up manship. As if the ability to stay away from home for 2 years straight is some sort of super human power [...]
Posted by: rabbitatduke on: July 26, 2007
Watch Psych. It’s awhsome.
Still up in the air about HP7. I mean, HP5 was the worst. Long and draggy. But this one, in my opinion, is a little too short for a finale. Like…seriously 5 and 7 should be switched.
Dad had a bad night. Bah. And he’s been in such a good mood too. Such [...]
Posted by: rabbitatduke on: July 19, 2007
HARRRRRRRRY POTTTTTEEER!
ARGH!!!!!!
IMPATIENT!!!!
TWO … fine too many capital letters.
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This lady walks up to me, grabs my shoulder and says “So CUTE!!!”
Seriously? Uh?… thanks??????
So not am I being talked to like a five year old, my demeanor apparently reflects that of a…what? cute cartoon or something?
Dang, so much for being 20.
Posted by: rabbitatduke on: July 11, 2007
All in all it’s a pretty decent schedule. Except for the five classes. (Shit, homework. Shit, library. Shit, oh nevermind, can’t say social life cause I’ll not be having one anyway.) I mean, I have most of M/W/F to myself. Which, I hope, will sufficiently make up for the brain cells and energy sapped every [...]
Posted by: rabbitatduke on: July 7, 2007
I saw him today as I walked out of Borders. All I did was turn, and there he was sitting on the chair. I smiled, instinct. I grinned, instinct. I was shocked.
There he was sitting on the chair.
We did not say anything. He raised his eye brows, smiled. I kept grinning.
And then I turned away.
Posted by: rabbitatduke on: July 2, 2007
“find yourself a gentleman.”
“i am optimus prime.”
“do you want a piece of me?”
“no, i want two.”
i’m smiling.
Posted by: rabbitatduke on: July 1, 2007
My own fault.
It really is a full moon. Emotions running rampant.
Screw it. This. All. Forget about this. Danggit. I’m a fool.
Every time I say I’m done. Apparently I’m not. Idiot.
… yeah. Go bang other people’s car again.
This. Is. Why. I. Don’t Drive.