Adrienne
is - in london
loves - wotsits (yum)
pet peeve - which damn side of the street do I walk on?!
noted for - her itunes library and watching quite a bit of american tv reruns
26 February 2007
21 February 2007
Imagine that!
I actually have some work to do this week, but I will try to get something good for you soon. I would write about Scotland (where the picture below was taken), but that would most likely go something like this: oh wow. wow. fields, sheep! wow! oceans! wow! wow...etc.
so I won't do that.
Anyways, stay tuned. Maybe you'll get lucky and I'll even include some zombie theory.
so I won't do that.
Anyways, stay tuned. Maybe you'll get lucky and I'll even include some zombie theory.
19 February 2007
14 February 2007
12 February 2007
Sono andato all'Italia!
05 February 2007
stop making me fat, mom!
04 February 2007
no touching
Friends in bars, friends in close proximity to other people all over the world, I would like you to hear about something. It's called no touching. I understand that when you're out on a friday or saturday night, things can get a little crazy. Maybe there were a few drinks involved, maybe you're feeling a little bit more open and loose, but by all means, whoever you are, stop the touching! If you know the touch-ee, this behavior may or may not be acceptable. But generally, come on guys - keep the hands off. You can act interested without touching. You can even be sleazy without touching!
and my lord, please don't follow any of this advice!
and my lord, please don't follow any of this advice!
02 February 2007
Ruckus
Columbia's joined a new free file sharing (but only when you're online and only to your computer) service called Ruckus. It only takes a school email to join, which means I don't have to miss out. Very nice. It is also very nice because it allows me to download all those songs that I never thought good enough to buy, like "Take on Me," "Safety Dance" and just about anything from the shortly-lived Test Icicles. Speaking of Test Icicles, boy do they make some noise. You might even call it a ruckus (hardy har). But honestly, any more than two minutes of their songs (especially "Catch it") makes me want to pull my eyeballs out of my head.
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