Just clicking through my bookmarks at random, you know, since I have time to do that now, and I found this: Mark Twain’s Top 9 Tips for Living a Kick-Ass Life. Pretty uplifting! And, you know, I hate to kick you down when you’re up by getting all serious, but there are some powerful photos here. Don’t click if you can’t stand to look at starving, broken-down souls. There’s a whole other world out there that you and I are nowhere near familiar with. What … Continue reading

Party Time

Life is getting expensive. I’m considering bringing grocery shopping back in style again instead of eating at restaurants and having chocolate for breakfast every day. (Not every day…) School’s out and we’re doing all sorts of crazy things! Like going out again… for dinner. Share the post “Party Time” FacebookXShare… Continue reading

A funny thing happened on the way to the crazy house…

Dan has returned. I like when he blogs and you should too, because he is a real laugh riot. No, I mean that. Go read it or I stab you. Man, I’ve got nothing to say to this blog lately. Except that things are falling into place and school’s almost done. Can’t wait. I’m reading Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs on the suggestion of someone I go to school with, which is amazing, because who knew business students could read, let alone read what turn … Continue reading

85 lyrics rushing through my head that are begging to be put in my extended MSN name:

Where has my head gone You can tell them I’m coming and Hell’s coming with me There’s no room for error I love you, I love you, oh brother of mine Shock me like an electric eel Please please please God don’t be a bastard, Christ knows she deserves something nice for a change No point to this one. This is just my time-waster now that I’ve remembered it’s here. Blog while I’m alive, live when I’m dead. Or something like that. Share the post … Continue reading


A long time ago, when I was much angrier or at least cared more, some idiot commented on my blog in all his pretentiousness and [in all likelihood only] criticized me for writing about the ‘minutiae of my life’ [because it made him feel all warm and special inside to say a word containing more than three vowels in it]. He made his statement that no one cared but me. And you know, that’s true. It is. No one does care about this stuff, except … Continue reading

I have to stop torturing myself. I realize that. The more I read this, the more it seems like foreshadowing. I miss her so much. She’ll be with all of us, always, but if there’s ever such a thing as time travel, I’m going back to last week to call her up so that none of this ever happened. Because You CareWritten by Ellie, Monday January 26, 2009 @ 12:00am 1. The more urgent or important a letter looks, the more I don’t open it. … Continue reading

This is it, here we go

Listen, Jim. This is a beautiful life. The life of a student on vacation just working and quickly getting poorer by the second. (You do not need to buy this you do not need to buy that STOP BUYING THINGS!) Reading, writing, recycling because no one else goes to the parking garage as often as you do. Burning gasoline to see your family. Preaching conservation and leaving the water on while you shave in the shower. Too hot with sweater, too cold without sweater. This … Continue reading

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