213-DU WERDEST EINE KRANKENSCHWESTER BRAUCHEN

Is Wayne Brady Going To Have To Choke A Bitch?

2:00 AM, working on a group project based on the play Hamlet. I left it late, even for me this time, but I only need to talk for a few minutes so it should be fine. At least I figured out a way to work Schwarzenegger into it, so eat that Shakespere!


Crossroads is a terrible, terrible movie. One that I never thought I'd be forced to view. I was horribly wrong.

Sitting In Oil For Ten Years Just Isn't the Best Way To Keep a Vow of Chastity.

Well it's about 4 in the morning right now, so I'm offcially banking on Dal closing tomorrow. It's still snowing and the roads look terrible, so it could happen. Probably not, but there's always hope.

So I woke up this morning, completely freezing and with snow hitting my face despite the fact that my windows were closed. You see, it wasn't enough that I had crack in them somewhere big enough to drive a small truck through, but also the heating pipes had apperntly frozen leaving us with no heat. You know when I bundled up in a sweater, two pair of socks, snow pants and was still cold that the house was probably a little chilly.

Now the heats back on, but we can't control it's so I'm actually too hot. I'm sure there's some sort of irony in there.

As far as I can recal, there have been no times in life where I have done something wrong I was not able to talk myself out of or do something to to make it better. I find myself in that position now, where I have done something so terrible that there is nothing I can say or do to make the situation better. It is quite literally the worst thing I've ever done in my life, something I've never been able to say definatively before.. The only option I have is to try and prevent anything like it from happening again, and hope that the grief I feel lasts long enough and effects me hard enough to punish me properly. I don't deserve happiness anymore, not for a long time at least.