When I was in high school, I wanted to be an epidemiologist.

How did I end up with an English/Group Social Studies major?



One time I recorded myself singing and was planning on posting it, but then I played it back to myself and started weeping from the guttural noises ejecting from my throat.



This guy has been blowing off my roommate for like 2 weeks. And she still doesn’t get it. And it’s starting to get annoying. Only because she gives me shit for everything. So now it’s her turn.

Guys lie. Girls are dumb. And we’re all doomed.

I’m drunk.

Goodnight.

Maybe.

I really do want to go to bed.

I want Cheetos.



Baby Got Books (My Lyrical Cover of Baby Got Back)

I like big books and I can not lie
You other readers can’t deny
That when a novel sits on a mahogony case
And a bookmark saves your place
You get sprung, you can’t read enough
‘Cause you notice that book was stuffed
Deep in the bag she’s wearing
I’m hooked and I can’t stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get with you
And read your fiction
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that book you got makes me so horny
Ooh, Leather-made-bookskin
You say you wanna be my friend?
Well, s’cuse me, s’cuse me
Cause you ain’t that good at reading
I’ve seen them jeerin’
To hell with dog-earin’
She’s smart, tart,
Got it goin’ like a turbo shart
I’m tired of magazines
Sayin’ vampires are the thing
Take the average reader and ask him that
She gotta throw it back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got a book? (Hell yeah!)
Tell ‘em to read it! (Read it!) Read it! (Read it!)
Read that lovely book!
Baby got books!

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