Someone should come over and keep my company.
And by keep me company I mean we should cuddle and kiss and do other things of a biblical nature.
It’s my last broadcast ever on XLR Lander University.
We’re doing a grand send-off for “Zero Hour” with special in-studio guests, call-ins from around the country, and the best 3 hours playlist I have ever created in my 6 years of working in radio.
And at the end of it all, a heart-felt speech from me that will, I promise you leave me in tears.
And, like David Tennant in his last episode of Doctor Who, I’ll find myself walking around my big blue home, thinking of all my friends and fond memories, and with tears in my eyes I’ll pause, look around and mutter…
Meanwhile, I’m just sitting in my dorm…
“And now that you’re gone the nights seem so long and I can’t pretend…”
Writing in THIS notebook for the first time in a LONG time
Had to clean it up for the film festival.
I already miss the fuzziness :(
Shaggy hair & beard?
Trimmed hair & beard?
or *shiver* clean cut? (when I was 18 and a freshman in college)
My mom sent me a bunch of these.
None for you, though. I eated them all gone.
Glasses or no glasses?
Meh…I’m a potato
So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him
Something tells me God fucked up when he was making me…