16 December, 2008

Life's little ridiculous mysteries

1. My pants marked with the biggest size number all but sever me in two at the waist and those marked with the smallest size number are hanging off my ass K St. cholo-style by the time I get out of the car at school. Pinche vanity sizing. As for those size numbers, let's just establish a Don'tAskDon'tTell policy, shall we?

2. Three cups of coffee, a Diet Coke and a mocha didn't even make a dent.

3. "If it makes you happy, then why the hell are you so sad?"

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