Month: June 2003

But when we lock eyes over the obscure iMac domes from just a row away, it feels amazing.

When we last left our heroes, James escorted Momo back home by limo (omg so cute), and we were left waiting in the deserted dance hall… with dessert. We gave a cake to a homeless man walking by the outside of the building, and we just shared the brownies with everyone. A dressed-up lady selling… Continue reading Prom Redux

And once again it gets to the point where I have NOTHING to say at the worst (best?) of times. And I thought I was such an interesting person. Amelia has confessed a good ol’ fashioned crush on me, and the feelings are being returned, and I’m trying to work it into some sort of… Continue reading Traces of angst, perhaps?

http://yoga.tripod.co.jp/flash/airmaster.htm I don’t care if you’ve seen it before, I’m just posting this for my own benefit. On both of my journals. Yeah, that’s right.

I’ve bragged about this for a few days already, but I recently took a sample Mensa quiz in Psychology, that tests your intelligence through finding the next number, letter, or symbol in a series. Not only was I the only one in the whole class to get a perfect score (no guessing involved), but I… Continue reading Pure Genius