Sign you’re losing it: going over to adjust the rheostat and looking up at the ceiling exclaiming I CAN GO OUTSIDE!
How to Write a Senior Thesis by Miles Wilcox
(the most important thing is to not get any sleep at all whatsoever.)
you have learnt well—Weather Girls and diet Red Bull!
Dear people of Logan Circle
who gave me strange looks as I dashed past you, panting, tonight
yes, you can expect me tomorrow
and the night after that
and the one after that, too
until I’m no longer ashamed of what I take with me.
if I want a halfway-decent Cosmo, I have to go to a lesbian bar! which I did last night with my coworker and friend for her birthday. much inebriation ensued. given the disappointment that was Cobalt’s crowd *last* Friday, I’m not sure: I might even prefer going here instead.
(if you’re in DC and playing for the rainbows, check out Phase One. you’ll be glad you did.)
going out in public drunk was a terrible idea, because now i am having a much harder time ignoring how hot that guy in two of my goddamn classes is. hot, intellectual, a pretty good dancer, and… definitely straight. next time we do shots, i’m staying in my dorm room so this doesn’t happen. class discussion is going to be hard.
story of Simon’s Rock.
visit a city sometime. better yet, move to one. it gets better.
oh my God, my feelings right now.
I WANT TO POSSESS THIS MAN BODY AND SOUL AND MARRIAGE LICENSE.
Jason Segel. so many hearts.
Man I miss this shit!
Me too. They occasionally pop up at the Cost Plus and Big Lots around here.
Oh god yes…
I want nothing more than a fufuberry right now
Green apple, man. that was one hell of a summer.
I hate deadmau5.
(Perri and Lexie know why. <3)