Sunday, February 27, 2005
There's something poetic about nonconfrontational internet stalkers.
At least, that's why I do it.
At least, that's why I do it.
I met James's parents yesterday.
They're very nice people.
They're also very Republican.
They're very nice people.
They're also very Republican.
Friday, February 25, 2005
Funniest thing I said today:
Did you give her a verbal face kicking?
Did you give her a verbal face kicking?
Kate, in spite of being my best friend and hopeful future roommate, I feel like we're growing apart. I've noticed you haven't be around lately, and I miss you. Please come back to me, Kate. I need you. I heart you. I want to marry you and have a million of your babies.
Please.
Please.
Thursday, February 24, 2005
Me: Someone should invent a bowl with a built-in spoon...or maybe just a really deep spoon like a bowl with a handle!
James: Yeah, I think that's a mug.
James: Yeah, I think that's a mug.
Hey, did you know that when pilots say 'may day,' they're actually saying 'm'aider' which is French for 'help me'?
Haha, silly French.
Haha, silly French.
People have always assumed my favorite color is pink. Since I was small, people have just bought me pink things so that over the years I've acquired so many pink things that it appears that I enjoy pink and so people buy me more pink things, and it just perpetuates itself like that.
I like white.
I like white.
Monday, February 21, 2005
Lizzybeth: So what do you do, again?
Man at Coffee Shop: I build houses.
Lizzybeth: Like real houses?
Man: Yeah.
Lizzybeth: ...with electricity?
Man at Coffee Shop: I build houses.
Lizzybeth: Like real houses?
Man: Yeah.
Lizzybeth: ...with electricity?
Why do things smell bad when they get wet?
I love the smell of brown paper bags.
Sunday, February 20, 2005
My favorite thing about James is that no matter how many times we repeat a joke, it never gets old
...well, that and he's really cute.
...well, that and he's really cute.
Friday, February 18, 2005
If there's one thing I hate more than chain e-mails, it's receiving multiple chain e-mails from all the people who received it from the person who sent it to me.
Liz: There are worse things than smoking pot. You should find out the extent first. It's not bad until they're like "Read my poetry. You just don't get it! Look at this word!"
If I don't think a name fits a person, I refuse to memorize it.
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Once I have a favorite, I won't adopt another until the first is worn beyond further utilization.
Although, my father is a Republican.
Although, my father is a Republican.
Monday, February 14, 2005
If I'm dressed like a bee, be careful.
It's been a long day.
It's been a long day.
Nathan, I know what you said, and I will find you.
I think people instinctively want to smell flowers- even if they know they're plastic.
Sunday, February 13, 2005
Saturday:
2:30pm - wake up
3:00 - go to Huddle House
7:00 - leave Huddle House
9:00- return to Huddle House
12:00 - leave Huddle House
It was an exhausting day.
2:30pm - wake up
3:00 - go to Huddle House
7:00 - leave Huddle House
9:00- return to Huddle House
12:00 - leave Huddle House
It was an exhausting day.
Friday, February 11, 2005
If you ever want to scare the crap out of me, just know more than you really ought to.
It gets me everytime.
It gets me everytime.
It's been too long since I've played Leap Frog- entirely too long.
Thursday, February 10, 2005
There are some things that you never fully appreciate until they're gone- like a regularly functioning alarm clock.
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Lots of great things start with B...except Kate, which begins with K.
Internet Addicts' Levels of Relationships:
First Base: Positive rep on ClemsonTalk
Second Base: Addition to Buddy List
Third Base: Friends on Facebook
Home Plate: Actually meeting in person
First Base: Positive rep on ClemsonTalk
Second Base: Addition to Buddy List
Third Base: Friends on Facebook
Home Plate: Actually meeting in person
I am inspiring.
That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.
That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.
Monday, February 07, 2005
Yesterday while walking to a fine eating establishment, a sock fell out of my pants.
I hope most of the witnesses assumed that I had done laundry and that I don't stuff socks in my pants.
I hope most of the witnesses assumed that I had done laundry and that I don't stuff socks in my pants.
I prefer the term 'dietarily meat-challenged' because sometimes I feel that 'vegetarian' implies one of those proselytizing, health-conscious, animal-loving, environmentalist, hippie-types.
That's simply not me.
That's simply not me.
Sunday, February 06, 2005
Every story is better with a pirate. It just is.
Thursday, February 03, 2005
Duck Tape:
I was a loser in high school.
I was a loser in high school.
I feel really weird today, and I don't know how to describe it. It's like the feeling when you notice something has been between your teeth all day or when demonstrating a silly dance move right as a teacher walks in. It's like I've been caught doing something strange or wrong- only it's for no reason.
"Some people should just get paid for existing...like Alia." -Liz
So here's to Alia, one of my all-time favorite coffee shop girls ever.
So here's to Alia, one of my all-time favorite coffee shop girls ever.
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
I AM: Britta-ny
I WANT: a burrito
I HAVE: an internet addiction
I WISH: I could talk to animals
I HATE: doing dishes
I FEAR: bugs
I WONDER: about Baptists
I REGRET: making fun of Melissa Killabrew in the first grade for wearing a Mighty Mouse watch
I LIKE: boys
I AM NOT: drunk
I DANCE: in my underwear…a lot
I CRY: at church
I WRITE: on Blogger
I WIN: but not at games
I LOSE: a lot of socks
I CONFUSE: phone numbers
I NEED: sleep
I SHOULD: stop making fun of Matt
I WANT: a burrito
I HAVE: an internet addiction
I WISH: I could talk to animals
I HATE: doing dishes
I FEAR: bugs
I WONDER: about Baptists
I REGRET: making fun of Melissa Killabrew in the first grade for wearing a Mighty Mouse watch
I LIKE: boys
I AM NOT: drunk
I DANCE: in my underwear…a lot
I CRY: at church
I WRITE: on Blogger
I WIN: but not at games
I LOSE: a lot of socks
I CONFUSE: phone numbers
I NEED: sleep
I SHOULD: stop making fun of Matt
I'm bringing back Cowabunga.
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
You do anything if only you can fake sincerity.
Nice guys are impossible to read! You can never tell when they're just being nice!
