huh. hear about the ashlee simpson scandal?
well i'd like to take this opportunity to apologise for my generation. thanks.



hey inspiration- feel free to get yr ass over here any ol time.





muchos gracias to kristin (maidencateyes) for buckets of help with my gsa charter. i'll let you guys know how it goes.


on another random note, teenage boys are very silly things.


Sarah: "Can you imgine Bush and Kerry working together?"
Me: "Can you imagine Bush working?"

ugh. am writing the gay straight alliance charter-- any help? i need to write our purpose, election procedure, conditions for active membership, and planned activities for this year.

and on wednesday i'm going to have to get up in front of the SGA and do a question and answer period.
i wish victoria could do it- i'm not good at this. i get too emotional and i won't know what to say.



yay for incoherent entries.

right. so. something is quite obviously wrong with me.

i was having a smoke before work today after sirensonggirls and feeling introspective after a really heinous couple of months and a needleinthehay routine gone ohsohorriblywrong, and, well, there are a few things that can possibly explain my motives behind doing what i did:

a) there's something in the water.
b) genetics?
c) someone slipped me something.
d) i ate something funky for lunch.
e) temporary insanity.

whatever it was, i, for some reason, found my hand reaching down into my purse, pulling out my cell phone, and calling...

::ring, ring::
"Victoria Chatfield."

if that isn't freakingcrazy enough, it got worse.
i invited her to have lunch at globe with me after my sunday shift.

stay tuned for further analysis of an obviously disturbed little girl's actions.

ew. that smiley two entries ago was SO not supposed to be there.























my love is like...WHOA.