I was very excited when I bought a Moleskine today and told CT as much.

"Congratdulations," she said mockingly. "You're on your way to being a wannabe Hemingway now."

"Sick, now I'll write a story about how much of a bitch you are."

SF: "i'm so drcunk"
Me: ":("
SF: "oh sorry wrong persn"

I said to an older classmate in my Texas Government class, "Oh that's a cool picture of Hilary Clinton you have there. I hope she runs in 2008."

"That's a picture of my son."

"Oh."

When I die my belongings will be sorted out in this mannor:

A list of the 12 most important people in my life will be compiled.

These 12 people will be sent a list of all of my belongings.

A week after everyone recieves that list a meeting will be held at my estate, or my lawyers office.

At that time a draft of my belongings will be held.

The order for the draft will be determined by rolling dice.

The draft continues until there is nothing left.

For those of you who care about me, please make sure this happens!

I was talking to a friend when I yelled "She is Jack Seven off suit! That isn't a playable hand!"

"Sometimes in short handed games it's alright."

"Look, you're playing in the biggest ring game of all time, it's called love."