Missing you.

I have not posted in a month. I acknowledge this fact, but I have been busy going through a crisis of sorts including the fact that my laptop was persona non grata for two weeks... I have no idea if I just used that in the right context and I could look it up, but I don't really feel like it.

Am heading to RJ's city with A and am hoping to meet some randos to regale you with stories of.

In the meantime, my new favourite experience was getting plastered at our local art museum. Seriously.

By the way.. go see Even Stevens in Transformers. His acting skills will melt your heart.

Past the Tissues, We've all got Issues

http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=1679592956

Supervision Needed.

I should not be allowed near sharp objects... or small children. As evidence: A copy of an e-mail I sent out two days ago:

"I'm currently in the office alone.. and I got into the scissors... and decided my arm hair was too long... umm.. the results are interesting and now I have arm hair all over my black shirt and I can't get it off.
Luckily, no one walked in as I was snipping away. But I should not be allowed to have scissors.
Sometimes I can't control my special needs side."

My friend the tour guide

Guess who made a friend with Tour Guide Jim?

Today

Today I broke down in the drive-through at the KFC whilst buying a bucket of chicken for my grandma. True story.

It's not ok.

I have succumbed to the facebook machine and created an account. Let the stalking commence.

I need to be with this dude.

http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/chi/291079504.html