being a perfectionist means staying up all night working on a group project & still being unsatisfied with the results. literally worked for 11 hours straight. fuck web development.

in san francisco you leave the house with a gazillion layers even on a sunny day.

it’s amazing that i can have deep & extremely profound thoughts while watching videos on youtube of people reviewing a super mario board game. someone should’ve nurtured my genius in my youth. 

symphonica:

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ahh! my first .gif!!!

Tribute to MAMMALS, they’re an awesome band, go check em out: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Mammals/341219755899036?fref=ts

I wish I could see them perform live :(((((((((((((( ~*~*tearz 4 eva*~*~**~~*

(this is so nauseating I love it)

getting drunk while scrolling through tumblr means staring at things like this for prolonged periods & being highly amused.

first beer i’ve had this week. i’d forgotten how good beer feels on my tongue.

i own wayy too many mickey shirts. 

i want a bonsai tree because i think my maternal instinct is kicking in & i want to provide care & love for something that is completely dependent on me, but not really because sometimes i wanna ignore it & be selfish, & cats & fish & dogs require me to do more work than just pouring water on them.  also i saw someone else with a bonsai tree. & also i want a mini forest in my room. 

this shows i’m a happy, well-adjusted member of society.

shortly after i took this picture i bought a slurpee with my brother & then we told each other jokes.

i was on a stroll to the donut shop just now & a woman yelled to me from her car, “you have a great figure!” while i was crossing the street. shortly after, i bought 4 sprinkle donuts & ate them all by myself. the secret to my figure.

people reading your blog in front you is soo totally not awkward at all. 

i found this sitting on my kitchen counter. someone apparently got hella frustrated trying to open a bottle of root beer & just stabbed it. lol, i’m amused by this too much.

pretty much everyone i follow that used to post long interesting text posts have stopped blogging for whatever reason & now my need to know the minute details of your lives are being left unquenched. so help me out, anyone out there need an internet stalker?? does your friend need an internet stalker?? your neighbor?? your local co-op grocer…?? that crackhead that’s on the computers at the library…? your cat?? i will read your cat’s blog. i’m just throwing things out there you guys. does anyone in your life have a blog that needs stalking, because i will do it.

enticing young college students with old homework is how i now apparently obtain my drugs. but it’s cool, because we’re related & i’m older, so he’s totally obligated to share.. or else i’ll tell his mom. 

i seriously need adderall. haven’t done any homework for this web design class in like over a week. helpppp…