Ghost town....

I woke up from my nap today and no one was around. There are signs of life in my house, though, like the TV screen (but not the digital cable) on and loud music coming from downstairs. I'm too groggy to go look though. We thought this summer was going to be the best summer ever, and all we would be doing would be laying by the pool, and drinking and bbqing.... instead all of my roomates work all the time and I'm working and still doing school. It kind of sucks.

God, I'm getting so excited for NYC! I know I still have weeks upon weeks, but I found this awesome blog made by these two hippie Boulderites who decided to pack everything up and live in NYC for a month. It has all sorts of cool stuff in it, and it's coming from a point of view that I totally understand. Check it out if you want...
http://countrymice.blogspot.com

I read this article about how Russians are brewing their own alcohol and it's really toxic and is killing like, 42,000 people a year. That's a lot of dead Ruskies! "Nurgaliyev said that much of the alcohol was sold in bottles labelled as brands that officially disappeared long ago.
"For example, the cognac Bely Aist has not existed for three years but you can find it in shops. It is fake cognac and all there is in the bottle is a liquid that is dangerous for health and life," he said." What on earth is going on there? However, cigarettes kill like 20,000 people a day worldwide, so maybe they should be printing articles on that.

I just don't have anything to write about lately! My life has gotten a wee bit boring. Let's see, we went to this guy Jason's house last night, which was, well, not that great, and ended up coming home after only an hour. Sooooo exciting.

Wow. I wrote a while back, speculating about Ashlee Simpson's new nose, which turned out to be a definite nose job. Now, I just saw these pictures of Jessica Simpson without the trademark hump in her nose and I was taken aback! She looks.... weird. I think it's insane, every girl in Hollywood wants to look like her and now she looks like every girl in Hollywood. That shouldn't go without me saying, however, that I don't have a nose that I hate, and I really shouldn't be talking. I've been noticing in pictures lately (though no one else probably has) the bump that happened when I broke my nose in high school. The short version of the story was: my friend Joey's swinging arm ---> nose and the next day, crowd surfer in mosh pit's foot ----> nose. Poor little guy. Oh well. I only notice the tiny little bump that didn't use to be there before.

Well, I'm being beckoned to go ride bikes with my roomate. Peace out!

Ugh! I was trying to upload the picture of Jessica Simpson but Blogger is being an asshole and won't let me. So if you want to see it, here you go:
http://s2.supload.com/image.php?get=jessica-6.21-2-20060622222324.jpg

Listening to: The sweet, sweet sound of my fans. Window and ceiling fans, that is. They're there to dampen the sound of the 20,000 pre and post pubescent boys standing outside my window screaming.