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2003-09-29 - 10:05 p.m. In no particular order: Class got out early, so I am at my folks' house, checkin' da email. Word, dawg. Drinking a Heineken. I love judging poetry slams. My most recent paper (which I have not received back yet) was a definition essay. I wrote The Definition of a Procrastinator in stream of consciousness style. I will either rock or bomb. There is an entry for Sunday right behind this one. I have a lot of studying to do for Thursday, but not much work for Wednesday. You should go out and buy Indestructible and War on Errorism today. Now. Leave now and get it. I finally found some Penguin caffeinated mints. Finally! I still have not seen Underworld. Anyone want to see it with me? Is it any good? I had sushi today for lunch. Anchovies fucking rock on pizza. Get away from my baloney: Which Animaniacs Character are You?
Talkative, huh? Perhaps sing-ative would be more appropriate, actually. When people don't understand something, it usually drives you to cutting, sarcastic remarks. Your other extreme is bursting into song with almost no prompting, often to explain complex ideas. No one knows quite what you are, exactly. You have made many "special" friends, and there's baloney in your slacks.I have to watch a show on GBH tonight for class, but I do not have a TV at home so I am at the folks'. Come to think of it, I don't have any class either. "If I fall back down, you're gonna help me back up again, if I fall back down, you're gonna be my friends..." (bridge) (repeat chorus) It is nice to have the old button coat out of storage. Seren throw a rock at me last night. Ok, it was really just a pebble. Trader Joe's has great humus. Trader Joe's is great all around. I need to go watch a video. Bye- -Jesse
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