dear jason lee,
why would you ever leave me? i forgive you, but never do it again. come back, so we can rekindle our love.
love, mengtar.




ps... i saw jason lee.



in other news, i have officially escaped the icy grip of business calculus.

i'm home between classes drinking beer and eating cheese. the only other thing in the house is moldy bread, spoiled milk, and 4-day old red wine. this is my best bet at a well-balanced meal. diverse, albeit.



((not mine... but i need to start painting again))



momx had a birthday on friday. i made her a birthday cake. then ate it. we all loved it.









more fun with dogs!!!!!





i've been listening to a lot of npr, i'd tell you my favorite part, but my roommate is in his room yelling in a british accent. this is not out of the ordinary. this morning i heard another roommate "pleasing himself" in the shower. moaning and an "oh, you dirty thing" and disgusting and i almost threw up. i showed up to class 20 minutes early so i wouldn't have to look at him when he got out of the shower. no eye contact for a month.



TOMATO SOUP!



the beer is out of shot... don't worry.