late nights and cold pizza

sausagefest, watching 'paper heart' with amanda, tarot readings

(we're both dying young)

i got into an argument with christy via twitter over who can lay claim to michael cera.

we've decided to fight for him between classes on monday -

a hop-on-one-foot contest.

i am confident in my abilities,

although christy's center of gravity does seem formidably spot on.

here is amanda, displaying the serious and no-nonsense face she will use when she judges the winner of our battle.

(i intend to bribe her with foam dinosaur stickers in order to secure her vote)