Wow, my boyfriend is amazing.

So I don't really know how to follow up that incredibly amazing post, but it's almost 6am and I'm completely cracked out from drinking too much coffee earlier tonight.

Did that last sentence even make sense? Man, I really need to go to bed at a more decent hour.

I went over to my brother's new house tonight to help him paint his bedroom. As we were leaving, I swung my jacket over my shoulders so I could carry stuff in my hands. Right as I stepped outside the door, I felt my jacket fall to the ground, but when I bent down to pick it up, it was nowhere to be found. It wasn't until a couple mintues later when my mom found it by my car, 10 feet away from where I was standing. UHHH. I think Terence's new house has a ghost. And he already likes to play games with me.

Phuong and I study more for ACC classes than we do for UT classes. Something is not right here. Maybe it's because we know that ACC classes are lame so we can dick around for hours without worrying about passing. Because all we need is a D to get credit for these courses.

And we all know that D stands for Diploma.

I am in love with Metro. They play good music, have comfy couches, free wireless, good coffee, and weird people. I AGREE! I can't wait till they and get their damn AC fixed, and start staying open 24-Hours again. Metro is going to be the new PCL. You'll catch me there every Thursday and Monday night from here on out.

Momzilla is in town. She's mom-tastic. She buys me food! And in return, I take her to Sixth Street where I buy her lots of Flaming Dr. Peppers. We have a really tight relationship like that.

I really hate Eminem's new song - "Ass Like That". I only mention this because the chorus is stuck in my head right now and it's making my brain bleed. IT'S SUCH A TERRIBLE SONG MAKE IT STOP. However, this musical turd does not hinder me from wanting to have hot animal sex with Eminem, because dear god I want him in my pants. Plus, that way I can cross off another thing off my 43 Things list.

But nothing tops my absolute hatred for Family Circus.

WTF. I hate you, FC. You make want to set babies on fire and gouge my eyeballs out with rusty sporks. My brain literally hurts each time it tries to process these atrocities... and then, IT EXPLODES. Family Circus, WHY DO YOU SUCK SO BAD?

Nothing riles up my anger quite like a terrible comic strip.

Anyway, I leave you with a LONG overdue birthday shout-out to my favorite Molly McBighips.



And some embarassing fun pictures from way back when:




Hope you had a good birthday, Molly (even though it was like, forever ago). I totally wish I could have been there to celebrate your entrance into womanhood. You have a fabulous summer and I hope to see you soon! (Or better yet, come visit Austin again - I need my Urban Outfitters shopping-partner-in-crime.)