re: my guts

they are tightly coiled, neon, sparking, they are gold-plated bricks of inconvenient feelings. they are fifteen years old, they are exploding.

the carnage!! god, it's so gross.

the unicorn disapproves

the gathering

fruit party

I found this pic by googling "what girls actually do when they are alone together".

that's the most important piece of evidence we've seen yet

confession time

Last night I got drunk and told a girl her cigarette lighter looked like a feminine hygiene product. This is made worse for the fact that it was a response to the statement "look at my cool new cigarette lighter". Then I went home and scarfed cookies while watching Trinity Broadcast Network, where I discovered that they have their own Jesus-centered version of American Gladiators called Team Impact where the muscle people break huge blocks of ice with karate chops in between mini-sermons. I screamed and probably got crumbs everywhere.
P.S According to wikipedia the first record of the word "boredom" is in the novel Bleak House by Charles Dickens.

these dudes

they've been sitting outside my office window for days, staring at me.