I totally forgot to put on deodorant this morning.

And I still smell better than you.

This place makes my stomach hurt.

What? You don’t know how to spell Tiresias either.

If you look at it for a minute, her arms start to look like they don’t belong there.

Ha.

I wonder how many times the phrase “a late afternoon torpor” has been used in literature.

I don’t really like that Adele song all that much. There, I said it.

“Two Kalamazoo area hospitals are on this list.” Um. There are only two hospitals in Kalamazoo …

It’s really not that big of a deal, dude. Relax.

Argh! What am I doing wrong? Why will these damn links not work?

I am so glad this semester is basically over. One more final. One more final. I can do it. Just one more final.

Ohhhh this just might be my very favorite Christmas song ever.

Do I really have to work right now? Can I just close my door and take a nap? Stretch out on the floor? Oh right. No. On account of I don’t have a bloody door.

Awful woman.

Damn. Obama looks like hell.

The more I think about it, the more I think I should just become a welder.

These books can’t tell me how to be human.

I feel like I am being left out of quite a lot of communication lately.

I don’t even know how to say that word.

Happy Christmas to you.

I’m pretty sure I’m depressed.

Have I mentioned how much I hate swivel office chairs in meetings? Because I really hate swivel office chairs in meetings.

I hate crying at work. It’s probably the worst thing ever.

Trapper Keeper

Denial of guilt as proof of guilt.

I’m taking a lunch break now, and you can’t stop me.

How did lyric videos become a thing? I think they’re kind of weird. But I don’t mind them.

Beautiful.

I like this Aveeno lotion.

I finally came up with a name for my Macbook.

I just want someone to expl

I mean ha at your comment, not ha as in I am taking joy in someone’s misfortune.

You are Slayer! You shred faster than anyone else, and practically turned head-banging into an art form. It’s hard to keep with up you, but that’s just the way you like it.

Huh. OK then.

I find this very soothing.

Almost time for this damn final. Ugh.

That apple pie smells really good. I don’t think I can handle the sugar right now.

ack. done done done. only 4 classes to go til graduation.

Stormageddon vs the Poinsettias

Chickens don’t like lettuce, you fool.

I’m so glad this semester is over.

I feel like staying up past my bedtime. I have to keep reminding myself that I still have to work tomorrow.

Well that just defeats the purpose.

Defeats the porpoise.

Poor porpoise with no purpose.