Santa needs to leave me some 3-M sticky tack pads in my stocking. Please and thank you.
Drinking dining hall coffee is like drinking alcohol - cut it, and chase it.
After watching The Dead Poets Society my Facebook status automatically becomes "YAWP!"
Said Facebook status causes some to be like WTF and others to start commenting quotes from the movie.
Every year without fail, someone in the family is sick for Holiday. This year, it will most likely be me.
$105 worth of textbooks only translates to $23 when you sell them back.
I am not physics minded.
Once again I left the keys hanging from the door.
I've run out of regular socks.
In deference to the previous statement, and because I am going home the day after tomorrow, I'm not doing laundry. I will instead begin wearing the soccer socks currently in my sock drawer.
I don't really have much experience driving in snow - if there was too much on the road for me in high school, someone much older and probably wiser would say, "Best get your ass to the mailbox, kid."
I went to public school and I'm not ashamed of it. In fact, I'm proud of it.
I did indeed drool with watching The Boondock Saints II: All Saints Day.
I would love to get my hands on the reworked original theme that appeared in the second movie.
The last ten years have been incredibly kind for Sean Patrick Flanery
And his counter part.
Taking Advil Cold & Sinus will probably make me loopy/bouncing off the walls.
I just wanna go home.
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