All the lights in my home are flickering. I awoke to the sound of a loud pop and toasted plastic. Jill and I are two…
Month: September 2006
My microwave says this is the end.
Ahh, the fresh smell of an exhausting first week of classes. I am ready to collapse, and I have only been going for three days.…
The only difference between today and last week are a few thousand confused looking 18 year olds. If the tables set up for lost freshmen…
and sometimes you're surfing myspace and listening to the decemberists and a banner ad screaming “hit ten monkeys and win a FREE* laptop” comes on…