I was named after an Elvis Costello song. I smoke too much and I'm a caffeine junkie. I'm an art student and I work at a digital library. My interests are polar opposites; I love action and romantic comedies, indie rock and boy bands, video games and camping. I'm a student and I work at a digital library. Oh, and I'm a quarter Japanese.

Yeah, this is what I walked by this morning into work. We’re all going to die.
Meena has a mouth guard. I’m not the only one!

Finally bought Insatiable by Meg Cabot on Audiobook last night. The hours are flying by at work!

GOTHAM CITY—Supervillain Lady Gaga brazenly abducted Commissioner James Gordon from a charity fundraiser Tuesday, leaving police baffled and the citizens of Gotham fearing for their safety. Known for her outlandish costumes and geometric polygon hair, the criminal mad≠woman made a daring escape from Arkham Asylum last week and has been taunting authorities by interrupting television broadcasts ever since. “If you ever want to see Commissioner Gordon again, you’ll do exactly as I say,” Lady Gaga said from her secret lair, adjusting her angular yellow Tyvek and spandex dress as henchmen danced menacingly around the bound commissioner. While the kidnapping occurred at stately Wayne Manor, home of playboy jet-setter Bruce Wayne, the eccentric billionaire was not available for comment.
This is the funniest thing I’ve ever seen from The Onion. EVER.
I’m 25 today! The last week and a half has been hellish, literally. Our AC broke the Sunday before last, and before we could call anyone to fix it, we had to clean the house. So I spent a week of “vacation” cleaning the house so we didn’t get evicted, so we could call the landlord and have them send out a repair man. They came Friday to look, said it would take 5 hours on Monday, but never told us a time. So we finally called and they got all cranky and were just like “WE SAID 1-3. WE SAID!” But they didn’t. So, Monday they come and fix it, in 45 minutes. But now, they have to tell our landlord to send someone to clean the carpet (where the AC leaked and has this gnarly stain that no amount of carpet cleaner and scrubbing can help, trust me) even though I said I’d just rent a rug doctor and do it myself. I also must wait for them to order us custom air filters because of our insanely rigged AC and the fact it needs square filters. They’ll be here Wednesday, Thursday or Friday. What? I have to go to work, people. HAVE to. I have to go get a filling tomorrow at 2, so they better drop off the filter before or after that, because I’m going to work Thursday. Oh, I also failed to mention that while using the wet vac to suck up all the water, my mom dumped it in the tub (which I just cleaned, by the way) and clogged the tub. Yeah, our house is Murphy’s law personified.
Now, in light of loosing 20 lbs, I am going to eat my slice of carrot cake for brunch because it’s my Birthday and I’m 25.
You say it’s your birthday
It’s my birthday too, yeah.
I hate hate hate female artists who “paint” with their menstrual blood.
