unamaga: (this is me--puddle of goo)
*satisfied noises*

Really long, in-depth, late night conversations are my happy place. ♥ 

Wisdom O The Day:
Having a best friend is knowing them well enough to finish their sentences but still learning new things about them every day [and loving it].


*more satisfied noises*

So, how are you all? Tell me your secrets, lets have a slumber party.
unamaga: (Laughter libs)

1. My friends are made of awesome. [profile] disbealexanda brought home a present for me that he made in his glassblowing class that is the coolest thing evar--it's this small, clear glass thing that is just--*SPAZZ!* There are indentations and lines and RIMS and omg. !!

2. Hangnails are a bitch. I had a totally heinous one on my left thumb and now it hurts to use said thumb. Owie. :(

3. Stephen Colbert needs to make sweet, sweet love to me so that I can have his snarky children. I can just imagine them running around, throwing themselves in front of wrecking balls and politely skewering the drivers with insane amounts of sarcasm. Life would be good.

4. I have to write a 500 word Art History paper, due on Thursday, as part of my final. Oh. Holy. Crap. If it weren't 2:02 AM right now, I would start, but as it is, I am nearly DED. 

5. Where the hell is my roommie, [profile] purple_sax09?? I know the people she was visiting are now asleep...but, mysteriously, she has not arrived home. WTF. 
ETA: She has arrived home. Apparently, they were all going to sleep, but someone decided she was hungry, and all four of them hiked up to the local pizza place for some calzones. Also WTF.

6. I am in a considerable amount of pain. Headaches--ouch.

unamaga: (Creatology--George)
I am so tired...but in a way where I'm completely happy about it.

It's a good day.
unamaga: (munch munch parasites yum)
unamaga: (?!?!?)
Yeah, so...first Jewish seder tonight.

M'going with a friend of mine, who is also not Jewish, so...um, this should be fun. Especially since neither of us know where the heck we're going or where we're meeting the rest of our group. Um.

*quietly panics*

EDIT:

So, apparently, we've found out where we're meeting. But we still have no clue where we're going or how we're getting there. But, it's something. Oh, I hope my stomach holds out.

EDIT 2:

*SIGH* So, body decided to act up and stomach did not hold out. I didn't get to go...I feel like a horrible person. :(
unamaga: (Laughter libs)
Mel: You'd be able to tell me....where do babies come from, Alex?
Alex: Well, when two grown-ups make sweet, sweet love...
Alex: It sets off an alarm in stork headquarters, near Bolivia
Mel: What's sweet, sweet love?
Alex: Um, sweet, sweet love is like a special handshake that mommies and daddies do to show that they love each other
Alex: It’s like a secret handshake that you only do with some one who you really love
Alex: or who is really hot
Alex: and STD free
Mel: How's it done?
Alex: It varies by couple…some people like it kinky, while others are more traditional
Alex: So who knows…?
Mel: Kinky? What’s that?
Alex: It’s when mommy and daddy dress up in black leather and chains
Mel: Oooh
Alex: yup
Mel: Wowie...

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