The only reason I have time to post right now is that I don't have enough time to start working on something else before I go to bed.
Hilarious Twitter: big_ben_clock ...it goes "BONG" at every hour.
I don't understand why people don't reply to e-mail or Facebook messages. My job involves getting in contact with lots of people, and for some reason people think that if they are contacted (by me, anyway) in an e-mail or Facebook message, they don't need to respond. I don't understand how people can do that. It befuddles me.
I've been so busy that I can't keep track of stuff. I didn't really mind losing my keys, my pen, spare change, etc. When I lost my chapstick. I WAS PISSED.
The ancient Romans would binge and purge during meals just so that they could eat more. They LOVED to eat. And they wanted to be fat.
If I was dating a girl as hot as Shakira, I would not be in college.
I've been noticing that, for some odd reason, my handwriting has been looking a lot like my mom's lately.
I'm listening to my Mozart channel on Pandora radio right now. When I'm typing and an epic part of a song starts playing, I feel like my typing is so important; haha. It's like I'm in a movie or something.
Over and out.