Archive for January, 2008

House, douchebags.

If you’ve been following me on Twitter, you’d know that I am currently riding turbulent waves made of pure, molten relationship sucktitude. The funny thing is that none of the shit I’m going through has done anything to curb my obsession for getting married. In fact, right now, I am compulsively worrying about the intricacies [...]

Pitcher. Elegance. Panic.

Ever since an uncle of mine moved in with us early last year, I no longer have a room I could call my own. In lieu of a room, what I have is a little corner in the family den where a little book shelf that has all my books arranged neatly on it and [...]

Gym, gym bag, leather gym bag!

Because my family is made up of degenerate drunks and gluttons, my weight has blown up to, unprecedentedly, somewhere around the neighborhood of 205 pounds over the Holidays. And because I feel like all the binge eating and drinking has taken a serious toll on my health, I am seriously contemplating whether or not I [...]