I play freetetris.org
Level: 11
Lines: 102
Points: 30,395
And I'm listening to Fall Out Boy.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
I have a final tomorrow. AWESOME!
Things I am good at:
Procrastinating
freetetris.org, but only when procrastinating. This is a researched fact.
Eating copious amounts of food.
Drinking copious amounts of alcohol.
Dressing well, occasionally.
Finding bargins (ok so the dollar bin is not that hidden but still)
Being intolerant to food.
Listening to Salt n' Peppa.
Missing people.
That's about it.
Procrastinating
freetetris.org, but only when procrastinating. This is a researched fact.
Eating copious amounts of food.
Drinking copious amounts of alcohol.
Dressing well, occasionally.
Finding bargins (ok so the dollar bin is not that hidden but still)
Being intolerant to food.
Listening to Salt n' Peppa.
Missing people.
That's about it.
Monday, November 19, 2007
I love you Back.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Nostalgia sess
Thursday, November 15, 2007
I should copywrite myself.
Guess what Willamina just said on Ugly Betty. BALLS! Clearly she and I have been hanging out too much.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Dear Everyone I've ever laughed with:
I miss you and love you.
I am currently listening to Spirit if... Broken Social Scenes/really Kevin Drew's new album. I am finding it mediocre. Is something wrong with me? No, I've always been this way.
I come home on Dec 14. It will probably be one of the best days of both my life and yours.
Today I found a bike trail to run on and heard a bird. There are not a lot of birds in Toronto. It was a beautiful sound.
The sound of my unwritten essay however is more of a painful groan.
yours truly,
K Mudry
I am currently listening to Spirit if... Broken Social Scenes/really Kevin Drew's new album. I am finding it mediocre. Is something wrong with me? No, I've always been this way.
I come home on Dec 14. It will probably be one of the best days of both my life and yours.
Today I found a bike trail to run on and heard a bird. There are not a lot of birds in Toronto. It was a beautiful sound.
The sound of my unwritten essay however is more of a painful groan.
yours truly,
K Mudry
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