Boufant

Every time I... hear a song from west side story, look at my computer screen, see a box of candy, think something smells like a Rue 21, see something black and white, hear the song For the Longest Time, order a hamburger, hear a piano, fire my laser, smell pop corn, read a comic book, play Halo, see a Buhrmaster campaign sign, look up at the stars, dance like an idiot, pull an old ticket stub out of my pocket, eat Pringles, receive a cumbersome cocktail umbrella, misspell the word discs, encounter a wild Koffing, play Animal crossing, buckle my belt, look out my window and don't see a tree, wish I had a camera, see th

You see it all the time, on blogs, about me sections, photo captions with corresponding pictures, and scattered intermittently in conversations, people saying they have A M A Z I N G friends that mean the world to them, with whom they've had times that define their high school and college careers. Up until very recently, i never had any friends that i would call amazing or people without whom life wouldn't be quite so wonderful. I've had my share of good friends and all, but all of them have come and gone, leaving my life no worse for ware than when they entered it. This has changed as of late. The person in question I've known for a decent

Lack of anything better to do means a new photo set, huzzah! So, I rode my bike from my house to the Auriesville shrine in upstate New York. Despite the fact that I would not consider myself a religious person, I found the stylized aspects of many of the sights and statues around the Shrine and its grounds to be most excellent(not to mention the nuns driving minivans). If you're ever in the area, it's a nice place to stop and picnic or just walk about(just don't ride your bike on the side walks or you'll get beeped at :P).