January 2011
81 posts
Going to Whiteface to race this weekend!
I’m not brining my computer so all internet-related activities will have to be via phone.
Major goal for the weekend: Finish both days. Whiteface is my favorite race of the year, but I’ve never been able to finish GS and Slalom on the same trip.
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I can't remember having this much reading in a...
I usually can get through things the night before, but this semester (so far) has consisted of me completely failing to get through readings, forcing me to wake up obscenely early in the morning to ensure that I get the rest done before class.
I need some more vin in my life.
I think I’m going to try and reintroduce the glass of cheap red wine before bed back into my evening routine.
fromdulltodiva:
My favorite kind of people are the ones who use humor and sarcasm as a defense mechanism. Maybe I’m just saying this because that’s exactly what I do, but also because when those people finally decide to be serious with you or share a secret, it makes it that much more special because it means they trust you enough to let their comedic walls come down momentarily.
So week one of second-semester senior year was...
Let’s make week two SUPER-ideal!
Déséquilibrer pour rééquilibrer.
– Robert Bresson
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Boys team got second!
And in our league, getting second pretty much means you win since one team always kills everyone else I did pretty shitty as always (22/28 in varsity), but our team’s combined time smoked the team in 3rd!
My body hates me.
It’s all like, “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING UP AT 642 IN THE MORNING?!,” and I’m all like, “We have to ski today, remember?,” and it’s all like, “Naw, fuck that shit. Put me back in bed.”
Don’t worry, body, I’m about to get you some delicious Dunkin Donuts coffee and bagels to satisfy you until you get cranky again.
I now have a rational reason to hate the new...
It says that I studied history. Past tense. Class of 2011 does not mean that you graduate January 1, 2011. Stupid Facebook. Wasn’t this thing supposed to have been made for colleges? Shouldn’t it know this?
As per usual, slalom training killed me today.
Whole body pain and still getting over this morning’s hangover. You know what’s awesome, though?
I GOT INTO BROOKLYN LAW SCHOOL MUTHAFUCKAZZZZZZ!
…and to think that I was going to take it easy on the drinking tonight. Ha.
Massive headache...
Did I mention I have to drive to the “mountain” today? Then the airport after the day is over? Not showering until around dinnertime is going to be hard.
Hwasted going to bed
not even midnight.
Lesson I learned tonite.
Shoildnt have peed
Tumbling drunk on the phone in Carnegie
This may not end well.
Day one of practice successful.
My legs are going to hurt so bad….
Time to sleep the rest of the day away!
Right about now is when I reallly hate skiing...
It’s 7:30 in the morning. It’s cold out. The coffee maker is locked in Amber’s room.
Googling
Me: Hey, check out whenparentstext.com
Mom: funny they should also make a website for “when eight year olds use google”
Mom: some of Sammy’s latest googles include “are mermaids evil” and “how to make a real baby dinosaur”…
I Fucking Hate Packing
bookz:
courantdeconscience:
WHY DO I HAVE SO MANY CANADIAN COINS IN MY FUCKING SUITCASE?!
*SOUNDS OF RAGE*
Pikajew used RAGE.
His RAGE is building…
I Fucking Hate Packing
WHY DO I HAVE SO MANY CANADIAN COINS IN MY FUCKING SUITCASE?!
*SOUNDS OF RAGE*
It's about to happen...
Facebook is now officially informing me that they WILL be switching me over the new profile, whether or not I want to, in “a few days.” Love the ambiguity guys. I knew this day would come and the fact that they were giving me an option was too good to be true. I vowed they’d have to take me to the other side kicking and screaming, and that’s exactly what they’re going...
It's about to happen...
Facebook is now officially informing me that they WILL be switching me over the new profile, whether or not I want to, in “a few days.” Love the ambiguity guys. I knew this day would come and the fact that they were giving me an option was too good to be true. I vowed they’d have to take me to the other side kicking and screaming, and that’s exactly what they’re going...
Two classes in the science center next semester.
Fuck. That. Shit. Us humanities folks aren’t supposed to set foot in that building all the way on the other side of campus. What’s the meaning of this!?
At least I can still roll out of bed for my 9am, though.
Proof that You Can Argue Anything about Anything
Ashley, I hope you see this before you fly out to China tomorrow! I started writing this a while back, but then thought it was stupid so never finished it. Upon particular encouragement to finish by this lovely lady, here’s the sort of finished product. It’s a bit rusty since I’m not in my colonial American theology mode any more (thanks US Colonial!), but most of the points are...