Using Yahoo Answers for medical advice is about as useful as asking a classroom full of eight year olds.
Actually there’s a solid chance eight year olds would be more useful.
April 2011
32 posts
Junior year of undergrad is officially over. Only one more semester left until I have to sober up and face the “real world,” or whatever people say.
Going jogging, then currying up some chicken, and resting in preparation for whatever happens tonight.
Continuing my search for peace.
Sucks when you’re half a world away and lame things happen to good people. And you can’t help them out, or lend a shoulder, or even convey accurate sympathy.
In other news, I bought chestnut puree.
The weather has sucked balls the past few days, too. What happened to the sunny French Riviera? I know it exists on some plane.
But this time next week I will be setting foot on Dublin soil. Nothing to complain about there.
“All of life is a foreign country.”
—Jack Kerouac
“There is always one woman to save you from another and as that woman saves you she makes ready to destroy.”
—Love is a Dog From Hell
why does my family love me so much?
I’ve lost all my focus.
French final in the a.m.
Which I need to pass.
MON DIEU.
Holidays.
Vacances.
Ramble On
I miss how everything is open late in America.
You can get whatever you need at any time of day.
On the other hand, France’s bars and clubs are open until 5am.
Cigarettes are cheaper in America,
But they don’t have Lucky convertibles across the deep blue sea.
Slow sundays.
My friends in Music City Mystique just won the WORLD CHAMPIONSHIPS
for Big Ran and Blupton
