In the immortal words of Socrates, "...I drank what?"

I have employment in FRANCE!!! YAY!!!

I got the government job working with University students learning English! In Moselle? I think that's the name of the city? It's (north-?)West of Strasbourg, the Nancy-Metz Academie, I am so excited! I need to spend some time looking at this, but I can't right now because I have to work lots and lots still. Stupid work. schoolwork, that is, still loving the jobs :)

Also, I am going to miss my hair, but it is time to buzzzzzzz... Excited for the future head-rubbing :)

Also, I miss my puppy.

And the family is coming soon! I talked to Will and David last night and they are so cute when they actually talk to you on the phone. Most of the time they are distracted, though, and I don't like the idea of forcing them to talk to me.

Ai. alsdjf;oawie ack. Back back back to work.

Also: Best Songs Ever in the History of Ever:

Placebo - Running up that Hill

The White Stripes - My Doorbell

Various (electronic and classical versions) - Adagio for Strings

Hm. That's all rather eclectic... goodness!

In closing:

yayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayaaaaaay!!!!

woohoo.

:)

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

I am writing a proposal for an mtvU-fulbright to study contemporary music in New Zealand.

I don't wanna look at my computer anymore, and I kinda feel like I don't know what I'm talking about... that's probably not so good. Maybe I should just make some popcorn?

blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah blaaaaaaaah blah.

I am listening to fat freddy's drop. It is nice. I found "Hope" on iTunes.


hahahaha, I found hope on itunes.

that's funny.

shutup, I need sleep.

Dear my phone,

I hate you. You suck.

no love - B

Dear my neck,

You hurt me. Lots. You also suck.

slightly more love than to phone, since, you know, we're attached and all - B

Dear my wife,

As always, you rock. Thanks for helping with the neck!

"no, write something mean":
you're horrible! HORRIBLE! BAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!
also, you are one fry short of a happy meal, maybe two, on a good day.
also, no, you are NOT the sharpest tool in the shed. Actually, you may just be one of the dullest TOOLS in any shed, ANYWHERE.
And if you were a wraith, you'd be one with a big bony face-mask. All brawn, no brain. Dumbass. And I would call you BOB. You don't even get something more original like Steve, or ... what was the other one's name? Oh, fine, you can be Herman. Herman the hulk of stupidness and stupidity. Charlie?? oops...
Umm... I'm not good at this mean thing...
Um, yes. Ow, you just cracked my neck. Do it again! Ah! that was my jaw.
Stop eating toxic things, you stupid mass of: neurons that fire really really slowly, and synapses that wouldn't know a dendrite from an axon, and... bony face-ness? Ok.
Let's watch more stupid French people continue to do stupid things and torture themselves for ... do they get money?? Little Men!!!! Midget 1 and Midget 2?
No, no you are not very PC.

kidding? sometimes?

love/mean-ness - your wife

THESIS, bitches. what what?