Google=Big Brother?

Icarus — Fri, 21 Nov 2008 17:04:10 -0500

so, google customizes your searches based on previous entries and web search history....

i'm not exactly sure what that means, i just know that i kinda weirds me out a little bit...

google is out to control your liiiiiiiiiiife!

in other news, milano cookies are good, and i'm going shopping for clothes tomorrow...

this is going to be interesting.

geeking out.

Icarus — Fri, 21 Nov 2008 14:01:40 -0500

i have never laughed so hard at a trailer...

it is 3:30 in the AM.

Icarus — Thu, 20 Nov 2008 03:31:35 -0500

i just finished my first draft of my research paper. i'm three pages shy.

i don't care.

tomorrow is my longest day. i don't care how much i get done, i'm taking friday off.

sleeeeeeeep now.

caffeine tomorrow. sooooo much caffeine tomorrow.

egh.

this is me not doing my english paper.

Icarus — Wed, 19 Nov 2008 19:08:10 -0500

this is me writing a journal instead of an eight page research paper.

this is me listening to dresden dolls.

this is me considering a story.

this is me trying to think of a story.

this is me trying to recover from feeling like i did a billion push ups.

it was so freaking COLD today.

like, really, really cold.

two and a half weeks. wow...

8-page research paper...

Icarus — Mon, 17 Nov 2008 21:44:40 -0500

here i come.

gotta love procrastination.

it's due tomorrow.

spent an hour and a half in a t-shirt in 50 degree weather chasing a stray dog around campus. most of you are probably thinking at this point, "wow, you're more of an idiot than i previously considered."

it's over.

Icarus — Sun, 16 Nov 2008 22:57:19 -0500

it's over.

three weeks left in the semester. i honestly can't believe it. it's almost been like a dream.

onemyprettypony. twomyprettypony. threemyprettypony....

fuerte

Icarus — Wed, 12 Nov 2008 22:25:16 -0500

i looked into those beautiful brown eyes this morning and said, "I don't want to look back on my life and have to say I wasn't strong enough."

but i can feel it. i can feel myself giving in to this temptation to let go and absolve myself of all responsibilities.

to fall apart at the smallest thing.

ERROR: Loss of Brain Function. Please hit 'Any' key to continue.

Icarus — Tue, 11 Nov 2008 23:16:19 -0500

where's the any key.

Jesus F. Christ i'm tired.

i'm so tired i can't even write a coherent blog.

wait till sunday. then eeeeeeeeeeeverything will come out. it's gonna be massive.

title field is required.

Icarus — Fri, 07 Nov 2008 18:26:34 -0500

rachel maddow is pretty much the sexiest woman on the planet.

she's smart.

she's funny.

she's hot.

she wears glasses.

sexy. :)

in other news, i've probably lost ten pounds since Wednesday. in other other news, i'm so tired i can't even spell wednesday. thank god for mozilla's spell check. i hate misspelling words. >..<

narcissistic ramble of hair awesomeness.

Icarus — Thu, 06 Nov 2008 21:49:30 -0500

you know that feeling you get when you realize that your hair has done exactly what you wanted it to do for more than two straight minutes.

oh yes.

it was beautiful.

it was flipped right. i didn't look like i had a bowl cut. it was shiny. it was healthy.

goddamn i am happy about my hair tonight.

way to go california.

Icarus — Wed, 05 Nov 2008 12:05:10 -0500

it's so nice to see that some things haven't changed.

sure they elected a bi-racial president, shattering that sort of political discrimination.

couple thousand years of persecution?

naahhh...we can wait a little while longer.

if i could embellish upon reality, i'd make it look like you.

Icarus — Tue, 04 Nov 2008 17:11:55 -0500

she smiled bitterly, her face seeming to split in half by way of her lips. "what sort of girl do you think i am?" hands folded, back straight, prim and proper against whatever sort of impractical dream i had towards her impropriety.

i sighed, feeling my own expression slip into that of a mask. "what sort of girl are you?"

aw, snap. <--what i said when i realized i had no title field.

Icarus — Tue, 04 Nov 2008 01:52:36 -0500

"I told you to charm him!"

"Oh, I bet she charmed the pants off of him."

bahaha...i love hilariously irrelevant humor.

i'm exhausted. I just finished my english paper. it was supposed to be 1500 words. it's 900-something. i'm a horrible slacker. well...no, i just hate writing compare and contrast papers.

my cause and effect paper's gonna be fucking awesome though.

bed.

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!breathAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!

Icarus — Mon, 03 Nov 2008 22:05:38 -0500

i agree with the message, and the guy's right, but jesus tap dancing christ on a stick that's the fucking scariest thing i've seen today.

oy.

i have no title for this.

Icarus — Sun, 02 Nov 2008 22:26:28 -0500

my brain feels like it might implode at any moment. as if it might collapse within itself in a bloody, gooey, grey mess spilling out of my ears as my eyes roll back in my head and i begin to benignly drool.

that was quite visceral....

Google=Big Brother?

geeking out.

it is 3:30 in the AM.

this is me not doing my english paper.

8-page research paper...

it's over.

fuerte

ERROR: Loss of Brain Function. Please hit 'Any' key to continue.

title field is required.

narcissistic ramble of hair awesomeness.

way to go california.

if i could embellish upon reality, i'd make it look like you.

aw, snap. <--what i said when i realized i had no title field.

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!*breath*AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!

i have no title for this.

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!breathAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!