Remember me?

I still don't have a job. Getting one would cut into my rigid routine of smoking weed and cutting out pictures.

I have a boyfriend and he is moving in soon.

I do not want to beat your high IQ score on facebook.

It's 90 degrees out here and I want to melt into a puddle of fierce, expertly harnessed cougar power.

Most everything makes me roll my eyes.

I'll probably get a twitter account soon. (see above)

That is all.