If you drive so fast that you see the esti­mated arrival time going down on your GPS, it’s like time is pass­ing twice as fast.

Theoretically speak­ing, a spi­der that’s small enough to crawl under my floor­board is too small to be scared of. Theoretically.

Good thing I pro­cras­ti­nated in get­ting win­ter tires another year. #rain­in­de­cem­ber

Turns out 31 is the mag­i­cal age I stop get­ting carded at the liquor store.

Fresh tof­fee on a Saturday morn­ing. #feels­good­man

Vibrato does not a singer make.

There’s some­thing very scary about “juice” you can buy today that won’t go bad until next year.

I can’t be the only per­son who thinks Scribblenauts was a great con­cept that was very, very poorly exe­cuted. #this­game­sucks

I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the whole “If it’s yel­low, let it mel­low” thing.

Or the fact that I missed hang­ing out with @bonkand­beans, who tells me every­one got a free copy of Stranger Music in class tonight.

But it still didn’t make up for the fact that I had to miss my first lec­ture of “Leonard Cohen: The Early Rise of the Romantic Troubadour”.

The last thing I expected tonight was meet­ing Barbara Kingsolver, which is the first time I’ve ever met the author of a book I’ve read.

Ah, the token Asian guy who doesn’t get the white girl.

Watching Twilight. Why? So I can see Breaking Dawn in the­atres when it comes out next week and under­stand what’s hap­pen­ing. For serious.

Does this mean I have some kind of rep­u­ta­tion? http://t.co/95fyAZwu