Hipster Bingo, play it at the next concert you go to! And if you're looking for an "uber-hot asian hipster (male)", you know you can just turn around and look at me.
posted by Pi at 2:40 AM |

 
Lesson #28574: If I have a cut on my right index finger, do NOT squeeze lemon juice with my right hand!
posted by Pi at 11:06 PM |

 
I've been roommate-less for the past week and I totally love it. There's a certain freedom associated with not having to share the common area or a roommate stumbling home at 4AM or leaving for work at 8AM. It's too bad that that he's coming back in a fews days, but at least he'll only be here for a week and then gone for another month. When I move out of here, I'm so going to have to get my own apartment again.
posted by Pi at 10:06 PM |

 
I've learned time and time again that anything I post in my blog or journal will eventually be found out. Sometimes the results have been disastrous and other times it has been amusing. Something tells me that this next poem may cause some outrage. It will be the launching point for my new contest. The person who can best explain this poem will win a prize. Use the comments section for your answer.

NP-Complete
Angel on stage, makes me forget my age
A man becomes a boy, trapped by your voice
Captured by your eyes, lost in your smile
I want to stay here for a while

But the melodic tunes carry me away
Please don't lead my heart astray

Guide me through the terrain
Take me over the mountains
Let me explore the caverns
That lay hidden in the field

Now is the time for the truth
Impossibilities become possibilities
Knowledge of all that is great
Knocking at the palace door
Inserting the magical key

Show me the heavens
Show me the stars
Show me all that I don't know
Show me the way out
I need an exit
posted by Pi at 1:25 AM |