thank god for my friends.

dave says:
im cutting my leave short by a week
Cath says:
aish man
dave says:
bleh
dave says:
oh well
Cath says:
fuck man thats just not fair
dave says:
what can i do
dave says:
i could mope about it
dave says:
become bitter and abscond
dave says:
LOL !!
Cath says:
you could
Cath says:
do like everyone else in the world
Cath says:
and go emo
Cath says:
oh wait! we already have the hair!
dave says:
LOL !!
dave says:
speak for yourself
dave says:
LOL !!
dave says:
im determined to make my hair as un emo as possible
dave says:
besides
Cath says:
spike it then
Cath says:
LOL
dave says:
i think the whole emo phase is dying anyway
dave says:
LOL !
Cath says:
lol
Cath says:
it would if it could reach the razors
dave says:
LOOOOOOOOOL !!
Cath says:
if its muMEH would open the bathroom cabinet for it…
dave says:
wahahahhahaha

Randy Pausch

Last night, I went emo.

I won’t lie. I just went emo. It happens. Especially when you’re an overthinking, overcommunicating, overinvesting human being. I still wont apologise for it. And this reminded me why I never should.

After Cam went to bed, I lay on the couch and went totally emo. Worst ever. Bad fringe, guyliner, the whole thing. Pete Wentz would have shat himself in fear of my takeover. Jared Leto would have set up a shrine to me.

And watched telly.

And then this came on. I want you to watch it and to think. watch it here

you can read the transcript here

Two things I will say, is that I choose to be a Tigger, and I SO let my kid paint on my walls. and fuck it, i am not apologising for either of them.

oh, and I’m so using this line:

experience is what you get when you don’t get what you want.