When I choose my color, it'll be Razzle Dazzle Rose

So I'm back using lyrics as my titles.
It's better that way. More appropriate.


It has been a long while since I have updated this thing. I actually considered starting fresh because of all the bullshit that has gone on in my "love" life. But, it is my past, a part of me in every sense.
Ben is a royal douche. Two-faced. He doesn't know I know this. I read your Twitter account. You should consider making it private. And fuck your bookclub, right in the ear. :]

I've kind of decided not to persue a relationship right now and for the most part I am accomplishing it. Except, there kind of is someone. But not really. He and I are friends and have known each other (via the Interweb) for over a year now. He is my type but there are factors involved that I won't divulge. I am really glad I know him. May drive down and see him in a few days. Realistically, I can't see myself involved with anyone until after this semester is finished. Summer 2009... I've got so many concerts, and Interpreting related events, and work days going on for the next few months. Friends keep me sane. As does music.

Amber Ike is one of my heros. I love that girl. Corgis make everything better.
As is Rachel. When you read this, know that I love you and I am glad you consider making me cupcakes, and that you like my beard. :]

Ooh! Also, I've been working out. (Say what?) I want to be 210 for Coachella. I keep telling myself I can do it. I've gotten into good habits, though I did eat a couple of handfuls of chocolate covered pretzles just now... Deltoids are sore at the moment. It's a good thing (Martha Stewart).
Only 19lbs to go...

That's about it.
I'll keep ya posted.
Stay classy, San Diego