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Someone call @alyankovic!!

Me: We have an accord.
John: Ian?
Me: What?
John: An accordion?
Me: *facepalm*
John: So we're not polka dancing?

Feb 1st

How to Annoy Your Micro Lab Partners:

white-coat: say “ENHANCE” every 3 seconds while looking through the light microscope. Ever since Inception, I’m constantly tempted to yell “WE HAVE TO GO DEEPER.”

Feb 1st

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That will teach you a lesson!

 *I downloaded Shock Value 2 by Timbaland and didn't approve of the majority of the songs*
Me: I'm pretty sure there's only one good song on this album.
John: Yeah?
Me: Yeah.
John: The one with JT?
Me: Yes! In fact, I'm going to delete all of the other songs right now. That will teach you a lesson, Timbaland!
John: How will that teach him a lesson? "Oh, man, I'm going to delete files that I don't like that I illegally downloaded!"

Jan 30th

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Jan 24th

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My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-1-16) →

She Wants Revenge (25) Brand New (22) Ham Sandwich (10) Hans Zimmer (7) Incubus (6) Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz

Jan 22nd

The drugs don't work.

I’ve been on Zoloft for a few months shy of a year. I’ve been diagnosed with depression and anorexia, so viola! Medicated. Starting the medication was quite the trip. First I had to try to find a psychiatrist that would actually take my insurance. After finding one, I actually had to get a fucking appointment scheduled, which they couldn’t do easily at first because of said...

Jan 22nd

Once upon a time...

I used to write. At first it was typical teenage poetry, but as I grew up, so did my writing. Lately, I’ve been missing the writing process, but I’ve been so uninspired. Because of this, I’ve decided to post a poem I wrote about two years ago. I’m hoping it will bring back something, anything, so I can have that creative process again. Enjoy! his proclamation of ‘i...

Jan 21st

Things I Do Not Understand And Definitely Am Not...

thingsidontunderstandand: We tried, but failed, to figure out how to like the story more and the storyteller less.

Jan 20th

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Jan 15th

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Love on the Internet.

I met my boyfriend on the internet. There, I said it. I have a hard time admitting it because there’s still such a stigma about internet dating. At least there is in my mind. I’m afraid that when I tell people I met John on the intertubes they instantly think of me as lame, or undesirable, or even just stupid because zOMG I COULD HAVE BEEN RAPED! That last one is actually the reaction...

Jan 14th

I've always been told I have weird dreams.

So, the night before last I had a dream that I was pregnant. I don’t remember much of this dream, but I know for sure that it was weird. Then, last night, I guess my brain really liked that storyline. Last night’s dream began with me already giving birth to my child, but not having custody of her. No reason as to why I didn’t have custody, but whatever. Anyway, the father was...

Jan 14th

This is when I start to cry.

Joel: Hi. 
Clementine: Hi. Didn't figure you'd show your face around me again. I guess I thought you were... humiliated. You did run away, after all. 
Joel: I just needed to see you. 
Clementine: Yeah? 
Joel: I'd like to, um... take you out, or something. 
Clementine: You're married. 
Joel: Not yet, not married. No, I'm not married. 
Clementine: Look man, I'm telling you right off the bat, I'm high-maintainance, so... I'm not gonna tip-toe around your marriage, or whatever it is you've got goin' there. If you wanna be with me, you're with me. 
Joel: Okay. 
Clementine: Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours. 
Joel: I remember that speech really well. 
Clementine: I had you pegged, didn't I? 
Joel: You had the whole human race pegged. 
Clementine: Hmm. Probably. 
Joel: I still thought you were gonna save my life... even after that. 
Clementine: Ohhh... I know. 
Joel: It would be different, if we could just give it another go-round. 
Clementine: Remember me. Try your best; maybe we can.