this is what i’d do while dilettantes read words that would never be published or produced

4:52:54 PM Christina: im starving 

4:53:57 PM Alexander Daugherty: good 

4:53:57 PM Alexander Daugherty: thats actually

4:53:59 PM Alexander Daugherty: great

well there goes computer blue

AND my ability to give the finger without immediately thinking about stigmata.  the only DAKOTA i care about is fanning, and she doesn’t do bdsm amputee porn.

all of my raw ass beats

i can’t even-

are there any chem majors that can point me towards a non-fragrant lethal poison?  preferably one that mixes well with gin.

i’m retarded

this shit cost me like $40, and that doesn’t even include the obligatory (though they aren’t allowed to ask for it) tip i’ll give to the delivery guy that WILL be at least an hour late.

i really hate how pretentious my pre-packaged fruit and vegetable snacks look on this list, including the calorie count and all… like an asshole.  this is a week’s worth of food.  peppered with cheap mexican takeout, of course.

lolcat; ur doin it rong

mexaniese

 

this is what my MEXICAN takeout comes in.

california love

part of me wishes i could handle living in california so i could dress like this 75% of the year, and have it be all, totally cool.

i think i hate this movie

watching this.  liiiiike i guess it’s well written, and unique, and clever, and bitter-sweet/sour, and quirky, and wry, and shit –technically. but all of that doesn’t change the fact that from 0:1:03 in, until the end, i was like –ugh, who cares about these fucking people?!  neurotic, impulsive-hair-dying, awkward,  serial monogamist, messes of people.

buttery nipple shots on the house!

this picture is quite possibly my most cherished possession.  even if it isn’t mine, and i stole this off of the rock of love girl’s myspace page.  i just – i can’t even… look, let’s just say i GET the beauty people describe when they talk about natural child birth, and the view atop mt. everest.  like, literally, done and done!