“We are beautiful & not sure who we are…” –Denison Witmer-

 First off, I’d like to offer a major, extreme, humongous, gigantic CONGRATULATIONS to one of my sisters, Caiti Coyne, who got engaged over Winter Break! How amazing is that?!

 What a fabulous weekend. I love orange-flavored things & hockey & shots of vodka mixed with red Hugs. And oh, yeah, that Adam kid.

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 My favorite thing heard recently has to be, “I pride myself on being humble.” Does anyone see a contradiction there? Like jumbo shrimp? On a related note, my favorite text message went something like “RSo driu8nk! Igheart” and then in a separate text, “Yyyyyyyou!” from Ann Marie.

 I’m watching the series finale of Full House, where Michelle becomes an amnesiac, which was where this classic show hit the rocks by turning to an All My Children style plot twist.

(((MK&A, back in the day! )))

 Annie’s drunk dialer has been unveiled not as Phil Wilkins but as the one, the only…. Kevin Bowers??? What the…??? Annie agreed to go to a concert of his this weekend, so I listened to one of his band’s clips… my personal favorite line is "it burns inside when I unleash myself.” Ooh baby. Maybe you have gonnorhea?

"I'm getting old and I need something to rely on."-Keane-

 Welcome to my new name, one & all...if my mom finds this one, too, I'll scream. Basically, she read an entry I wrote yesterday (later deleted) & she freaked out because the lyric was "You'll be free, child, when you die." This led her to believe that I was slitting my wrists in a bathtub somewhere, or hanging from someone's rafter, and so I made the decision to really kill myself off... in the form of K8ybee02.

 Last night was curzy! Worked 8-12 but then drank at Michelle's apartment with the Alden Circ crew- sooo fun until the discussion over something I know nothing about arose, which led to last night's abstract post. Also, I was drunk when I posted that & I had to decipher it for myself this morning. I love pretzel cookies & six-packs for myself & free Jimmy John's but I hatehatehate tequila.

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 Also, I wondered why at Jimmy John's they asked us if our food was "For here or to go?" & when I answered with the former, they said, "Oh, well we close in 2 minutes." Why did you ask me if I want my food for here if I cannot eat my food here?

 I'm going to look at apartments today on Fort, Elliott (near Tom! Hi, Tom!) & North Congress (below my favorite Kappers). This housing this has worked out pretty shittily for me (that's not a word, shhh) but I really have high hopes about one of these places working out. Sure, they're all located in bufu, but my legs work, right? Right. It may sound trivial, but this has been a major stressor for me & I'd appreciate any luck I can get! Hey, after everything, there's still a clover on my hip & that should give me a lucky edge, right? After everything it's fallen through for me on, let's hope that it pulls through for this.

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 I have 263 Facebook friends. I AM THE FACEBOOK PIMPSTRESS. That's me, the effing Heidi Fleiss of Facebooking. Bow down, bitches.