walking the fine line between tredy and dude

so that's what i did today. this and getting on the bone marrow registry list. i'm all fancy and shit. i'm actually terrified that my hair is shorter than barry's BUT IT'S COOL.

the only news fit to print is actually a video you should watch. http://vimeo.com/3895378 check that shit out. it's the video we made for campus movie fest. WHO KNEW BEAR COULD ACT!? no one. but we know now!

this blog entry was fail and a half but i feel sick. no worries children. maybe i'll be cooler tomorrow but don't hold your breathe.

HI GRAM!

where'd she go?

did you miss me? of course you did. you cried into your oatmeal and had buckets and buckets of tears. enough to fill a red plastic beach pail or a green watering can used to make mud pies and other such undesirable food products.

i went away for a while boys and girls because dear miss caitlin was a sick little girl. she thrashed and fought and then gave into the ebbs of her sorrow. on march fifteen at 10:42 pm all of the strings holding together the package that was my life gave way to strain and i was escorted to the emergency room. i was admitted the next night after a hilarious day in the er and was a resident of 406 deaconess aka the ever dreaded psych ward.

and that is where i was. doesn't it sound horribly exciting?! tune in tomorrow and i'll explain the rest. we are babystepping this bitch.