travelling, driving, writing, logic puzzles, sleeping, autism awareness, permanent hair removal, garlic and olive oil, juice, stretching, winning the lottery, going to space, giraffes, voluntary time travel with voluntary visibility/invisibility powers and only if i cannot alter the future nor the past, roller coasters, going really fast, sour, whiskey, sharks, changing my mind, baseball, Photo Hunt, chips, dips, Josh Reynolds, eyebrows, Josh Reynolds' eyebrows, furniture
Music
only if I like it
Movies
Brazil, Dead Man, Clue, Brain Candy, Hedwig, Ed Wood, Spellbound, How's Your News?, Empire Strikes Back, Your Friends and Neighbors, The Princess Bride, Safe Men, Happiness, Magnolia, Shaun of the Dead, The Player, Bob Roberts, Glengarry Glen Ross, Guffman, Three Amigos, Dr. Strangelove
Yo, slutface. I hope you have a great birthday. And you better appreciate this picture because i spent way too much time on it, goddamn it. Also, if you let pictures make your comments wider then you'd be able to see a bigger version of it, WHORE.
Hello, whore-bag. Just stopping by to say hi. Not much is new here; just gearing up for my appeal, which I am going to WIN. Positive thinking: it works. Join me in that thinking, mmmmkay? Also think positively about a bus running over my old research advisor. One day it's gonna happen! Yay!
That band that you two are friends with is playing at a mustic festival in Chicago on July 19th. I know you said you'd probably come visit in June, but perhaps you'll consider July instead? If not, I know that my friend would still like to meet Nic if at all possible.
But more importantly, come visit me soooooooooooooooooon, m'kay?
I miss youuuuuuu. I need my late night caretaker. I think it would really make my large-portion-of-time (i.e., day, week, month, year -- bigger than all of that, I think!) if you guys really did end up moving here at some point. Fingers crossed.
Sorry, I had to delete my last comment because it contained particularly unladylike words that I hardly ever use, especially when sending out CVs and letters of recommendation.
Just to jog your memory, the gist of it was: that's my camera; you don't own me; I never drink hooch, so simmer down, please.
