STEREO SOUNDS AND SOLO CUPS.

Jared Padalecki is delicious.
His teeth rival Emile Hirsch's.
So pretty.

Just one more for kicks...




And that Jensen Ackles is also a tasty morsel (although that picture doesn't show it. Here's one that does!).



Which is why I cannot live in a world where Sam and Dean Winchester are separated by the mere boundaries of this mortal world. BRING DEAN BACK. IMMEDIATELY.

GOODBYE, HORSES.

Things have been strange around here lately.

I'm happy at work but it's not a real job, so I need to work on that.
I enjoyed my workout that I created for myself and thought it was really helping my inability to lose weight, but I cannot continue to get up at 6:15am and then work double shifts.
I decided I'm not going to my graduation ceremony because we don't walk, and that's retarded.
I'm reading all of the Narnia books at once and I'm in the middle of The Silver Chair, which if you didn't know is the second to last book. The baller thing about those is that they're only 100 pages each, so reading seven of them is cake. That's like, one Harry Potter book. Am I 21 and reading/re-reading children's books? You betcha...

So I was planning on going to medical school.
...

I know, right?
Turns out it was a noble idea but I really only wanted to go back to school to avoid studying for the LSAT. Basically I'm a loser. But Law School is still the main goal here.
I figure it's the only thing that I can not only succeed in, but also it will allow me to live like I want to live. Which right now is "Not Paycheck to Paycheck." Permanent desk job? Possibly, but there are so many opportunities that I can seize by spending those three years in hell, so I'm going for it.

DAY MAN RETURNS!

WHAT MAKES LOVE THE EXCEPTION?

Did other people know this existed?



Well I did not. But I think it's really fucking cool.
Since this is the first issue of Playboy ever. Ever.

Good news! I may have a job lined up for when I go home (which is Thursday), and it would actually start on Tuesday! So, not really wasting any time. The chef wants me to come in Thursday when I come home and talk to him a bit, then if everything goes well I would train on Friday and Saturday and then start Tuesday. I would be a sushi chef at a seafood and grill in Zionsville. Not exactly the coolest but it's the right direction if I intend on pursuing this crazy dream of culinary ambitions. Yeah, I changed my mind again. But I didn't really change my mind. Ever since I was younger I always thought about how cool it would be if I owned like, a bakery and lived above it. Sort of a coffee house kind of deal. Anyway. I've never cooked anything without a recipe, but I do a have a great deal of passion for it and I hope that this experience will help me in choosing a path. Or come close to choosing one. It's not the best living that one can make, but how realistic is it that I'm going to get into a law school of my choice with a 3.2 GPA and horrible logistical skills (which translate to a subpar LSAT score)? Not very.

Well, I can dream.

HOLY CRAP.

The Strangers was fucking terrifying.

Holy shit.