where was this page, chess: the calvin & hobbes extensive strip search when i was looking through every one of my calvin & hobbes books for the strip that mentions the sequel to ‘hamster huey and the gooey kablooie,’ entitled ‘commander coriander salamander and her single-hander bellylander’???
method has a nice looking website. THIS is what i want to build (but i would make the nav work better in safari).
most predictable oscars ever.
this mini-aquarium is pretty cool…too bad it looks like the one with peach is sold out!
look what iit did with their mccormick tribune grant! look at that el tube! meanwhile northwestern lives up to its reputation of white-bread boringness with this poured concrete tomb.
wil says it best and with a lot more quotations than i would have included, plus he capitalizes letters.
i see no fundamental difference between discriminating based on sexuality and discriminating based on race except that it’s rather dubiously less offensive to openly attack sexuality rather than color. discrimination is discrimination. to say or support the idea that it is wrong or constitutionally unlawful to marry WHO YOU WANT TO is completely confounding and quite frankly disgusting. am i supposed to only marry a korean guy? or a methodist? a christian? everybody better wake the fuck up and realize that this country is spinning out of control.
it’s like watching my life flash before my eyes.
…if you don’t like to hear about girly stuff. basically, i’m having my period and a uti which means double the pleasure double the fun for the area between my navel and pubis. i want to go home so bad and go to bed. but i can’t. i’m stuck at work doing a project i loathe and everyone is leaving at the end of the week and it will be just me and ben all alone all day in this huge cavernous room. eric’s going to see a client this afternoon so i can’t even talk to him, plus he was a jerk and ate my yogurt from the refrigerator so i don’t want to talk to him right now anyway until he apologizes or gets me some more yogurt. also i forgot to set the vcr to tape enterprise tonight and eric STILL hasn’t found me a divx of the last episode of sex in the city. muon’s going away dinner is tonight which i am actually looking forward to, but i still have three and half hours until the end of the work day, and i’ll have to hurry home and up to evanston when really i just want to go home NOW and curl up with my blue’s clues blanket and stuffed armadillo (named paul) and nap while ds9 rumbles in the background and hope that i can avoid the various needs to enter the bathroom. what a shitty day.
thanks to riana we can all express our hostility and throw rocks at boys!
