tales of the tragically un-hip... (in desperate need of an update majority of the time)

"why is it that we feel it's necessary to yack about bullsh*t in order to be comfortable?...that's how you know you've found somebody special...when you can just shut the f*ck up for a minute and comfortably share silence....." ** Pulp Fiction

linx ramblings pix

12/04/00     2:54 am well. i thought about writing something tonight. but i think that i've already talked myself out of it. nope. here i go. hehe. basically within the past few months i have become really really good friends wif my stephanie ("i smell carmex." ahhh hahaha) and my don ("yeah i am!") i absolutely love them to pieces. stephanie's roommate makes me overwhelmingly happy too :) yaaay rebecca! hehe. we went to see Ani together on the 12th of November *orgasmic lil sigh* it was beautiful. i loves me some Ani. and i loves how rebecca nicely told the drunk bitches that were behind us to please be quiet. hahaha. *singin* i looooove you..and you looooove me...and ain't, that the waaaay...it's supposed, to beeeee. (i'll finish this entry later today when i'm avoiding studying for history)