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Monthly Archives: February 2005
Lily, you’re not our prop pimp daddy!
Ah. What a weekend. Million Dollar Baby / Car fiasco / MSU Basketball game / Kill Bill 2 / Superbowl / Homework and now… sleep. I’m ready for tomorrow. I’m very behind on my corespondence, but that side: My coffee … Continue reading
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Bovard ate my pants.
So it’s 1:31AM in the morning, and I’m leaning back in my chair with my head on another chair, staring at the ceiling. Josh walks out of his room. In inform him that he’s two and a half hours early … Continue reading
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Coffee Degenerate
I’ve recently developed a certain affininty for cream in my coffee. I find this quite disconcerting, since I like to consider myself a “coffee purist,” which the notions of cream and sugar stand in opposition to. Perhaps it has something … Continue reading