I was pretty reluctant to post this because I hit some sour notes (1st show in 7 years + glasses sliding off), but I'll be damned if it isn't growing on me.
It a fit of rage over waking up this morning, I slammed my sad excuse of a fist down onto my comforter. That's when I noticed a large puff of dust go flying off my bed. Just to make sure I wasn't still half-dreaming, I did it again, and again and again.
Dust, Dust and Dust.
I'm sure there's plenty of metaphors to connect back... Read More
I went to the gym today and every jerkoff in the known universe showed up because of their sure-to-be-forgotten-by-February resolution of getting in shape by summer. I go because I have really high hereditary cholestoral. I don't wanna die of a heart attack, so I basically opperate out of irrational fear. Not sure what that says about my character, but oh well.
Watching friends violently break-up, get back together and violently break-up again, over and over and over. So much drama, you would think they'd be selling tickets and performing on Broadway.
It's either that they are 1) so bored with each other that they need to spice it up with unnecessary shit-fits, or they're 2) too scared to go it alone... Read More
I took today off to start a past due project I'll only get half credit for. 50% always sounds bad, but I've gotten 100% on everything else, so that "F" can stand for "Fuck Off"
Plus, I have Vacation/Personal time I have to milk before the year's end.
Everybody in my English class is 18 years old. I'm finding this to be more and more... Read More