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Friday, March 23, 2012

Squeezing the Life out of Days

With a belly full of corned beef and champ, I write in my underpants from the couch.

You know, this week has made me think that maybe I could get used to the weather out in LA. Winter is kind of for the birds. This sunny and 70s for the past week in March has been phenomenal. Although, I doubt that if it were like this every day that we'd get so manic once it was.

Anyway, I'm going to savor this until my eyelids are too heavy to hold up.


Sunday, March 18, 2012

That Bad Joke Everyone is Making

Nope, not going to say anything about global climate change. As far as I'm concerned, it is just another day. In March. In Boston. That is in the 70s and sunny.

Instead, I'm just going to enjoy it and not question whether we'll reach a gagillion degrees this summer. Or whether it'll now rain all summer. Or what it is.

What concerns me more at this point is why George peed on some of my clothes this week. I thought we were all done with this. But apparently, something is irritating him. And this is how that little asshole is reacting. Ugh. No more leaving my clothes out in a basket.

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Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Who I Sing to in the Mornings

I do not understand how people don't like cats. Unless they are like deathly allergic or something. Look at him!!! Just look at that chubby baby with his sweet face.

(intervention coming soon)


Wednesday, March 07, 2012


So what do you do when you have a midterm in Infectious Diseases on Thursday morning?

Have an America's Next Top Model party with your boyfriends Wednesday night. (I am so excited for this tonight!)

What? I've been studying all week. Sometimes it's important to explain Serial Intervals, Chagas Disease, and R(knot) to others in an attempt to better-understand the material.