GIVE ME LIBERTY, OR GIVE ME DEATH!

Patrick Henry. It's a great speech. Read it.

Discovery 2008... Fantastic. Not. But not dreadful.

"And we are vagabonds, we travel without seatbelts on, we live this close to death..."

... Talk.

"You were all dressed so professionally." "Yeah, except for Cassidy." "It's 'cause I'm a slut."

Here's one for the bucket list!

LET'S EAT AT BURGER KING!

"And he was almost in tears." [ecstatic laughter]

"I have to eat this fucking banana."

A chill possessed my toes, crippling them, and crept swiftly up my spine, warping the sinews of my hands, wrenching my heart.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR WHATEVER-THE-HELL-YOUR-NAME-IS, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. [we sung this to some speaker, just not in so many words]

"The only way I'd teach there is to dismantle the robots." [chunk of Whopper escapes from lips]

I have a food baby.

"We've got smart boards!"

THE RAGING BULLS! ON RAGING RIDGE ROAD! OMG, THAT'S SO... SEXUAL!

I have left huge chunks of skin (via peeling sunburn) all over the state of North Carolina. Additional missing items include: 1 washcloth, 1 new bottle of shampoo, 1 aging bottle of blackhead scrub, 1 small chunk from an ipod charger.

"We're definitely representing potatoes here."

In an uncharacteristic move... Well, anyway, who needs a hazy future commitment while basking in the conveniently located and clear present?

"Hi, my name is Cassidy, and I really like cheese. Like, a lot."

"Cornbread and butter beans and you across the table,
Eating beans and making love as long as I am able."

Unecessary Titanic references, cover songs, sign language, the military.

1. location -- 2. irriation -- 3. irradication -- 4. deflation -- 5. filtration -- 6. temptation -- 7. negation -- 8. narration.

Including, but not limiting itself to, that particular order.

"You said I killed you--haunt me, then!...Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!"

-- Wuthering Heights

Really, what's cooler than being cool? ...

Don't have me break this thing down for nothing.

I just need some sugah, honestly, that's all.

... I AM yo neighbor.

Sheena Is a Punk Rocker

10:18 - Sheena is a Punk Rocker

It's true. Name your daughter Sheena and prepare yourself for strange piercings, serious hairstyles, raunchy boys, loud music, binge drinking, and tons of attitude. Just letting you know.

[01:50] miz jane: ooooh shit
[01:50] johnny: ?
[01:50] miz jane: i just fully appreciated that i have a really twisty chair that is a few solid feet off the ground
[01:50] miz jane: WHEEEEE
[01:51] miz jane: and it spins FAST
[01:51] johnny: hahah, huzzah!
[01:51] miz jane: i actually feel a bit sick lol
[01:52] johnny: lol, yeah, i feel a little icky after enjoying such chairs, too
[01:52] miz jane: but while it's happening it feels great
[01:53] johnny: hah, just like drugs
[01:53] miz jane: or raunchy hookups....
[01:53] miz jane: heh.

Ah, moments of sickening bliss. They're so great.

Sometimes it hits me: there are so many people I'll never meet. So many places I'll never go. Songs I'll never hear. Books I'll never read. It stifles me, I panic, a surge of hopelessness overtakes me. It's unavoidable -- I might never encounter the best of the best. And the billions of people before me, or after me, what about them? Is lusting after all this knowledge and experience even worth it? Even if I spend my life constantly seeking some great new experience every moment, I'll never get close to discovering everything.

I have goals, plans, things I definitely want to do; yet I can't adequately... I don't know, make an informed decision? Because I just can't possibly know what's out there... Ugh...

I can't do this. Not in a blog. Heh.

I'm planning this trip to Ireland and the UK next year. Yes, I'm stoked... But it's just so overwhelming. There's so much to do... I can't narrow it down to fit my budget or time. I mean I know I will, eventually, but aarrgh... My brain is totally and completely fried today.

And I just got interuppted by somebody who loves to interrupt me.

FUDGE....