My fingers have smelled like chicken wings for a couple hours straight now.

It was really confusing when I stole some whipped cream off my friend’s shamrock shake from McDonalds. Those things are laced with cocaine. I swear. But then, they make me very very sick after constant exposure. Like meth!

Shamrock Shakes are the ultra-drug.

I typed a horribly written article about our guest speaker for Journalism 200. Not proud of it at all, but to hell with this class. I simply must slide through with a C. My career will not be judged by this semester.

Now for some Protomen and spooky Nancy Drew-style Mac games. 

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Let’s hear it for the weekend, Tumblr-ites!

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