I used to be an average college student. I ate ten cent wings, knew where all the dollar specials were, drank without rhyme or reason and stressed about all my finals. I'm not saying I've forgotten the past but the future is looking bad. The future is looking like it'll be covered in the fluorescent orange that comes off of Cheetos and sticky with Dr. Pepper. I am officially obsessed with the X-files.
Am I nerd? yes, always have been. Do I like sci-fi? NO. I have no idea what's gotten into me. An example of recent psychosis? When the credits are ending the words "the truth is out there" always flash across the screen. It sends me into a trance. I actually said "yes" in response the other day. I said it out loud. I had to judge myself after doing that.
A week later, I started wondering why I never got into comic books. I am NOT an indoor kid!
Within a month, I'll be holding D&D tournaments in the basement.
From the title of this post, did you think I finally got a job as a phone sex operator? Yes, I too am aware of my voice and what my obvious calling in life is.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Monday, March 19, 2007
Notes on a foul ass mood
I'm about to go take a final. It's my very last one, so afterwards, I can say goodbye to the quarter of misery. The whole not studying thing is about to boot me in the ass.
I feel like I'm jumping off a cliff right now but, I might also be on fire. I'll do okay on my exam. I just need to get this whole quarter over with, clear my mind and start over.
I'm like the new jan brady...only more butternut squash shaped and with a dash more of flava.
In other news:
I declared myself celibate. I draw the line at cuddles. I am not religious enough to become a nun so I will probably just buy another dog and move to wyoming. Maybe montana. The sort of place where I won't run into too many people.
I am a total crab ass about some friend issues right now. Like, pass you a nasty note in class and not send you the invite to my 12th birthday party crab ass. No fights, I'm just being uppity for no reason.
I saw the Kathleen and Nancy for St. Patrick's day. I enjoy a good drinkery, especially when I'm not irish and it's with the old friends. good times.
End Transmission?
I feel like I'm jumping off a cliff right now but, I might also be on fire. I'll do okay on my exam. I just need to get this whole quarter over with, clear my mind and start over.
I'm like the new jan brady...only more butternut squash shaped and with a dash more of flava.
In other news:
I declared myself celibate. I draw the line at cuddles. I am not religious enough to become a nun so I will probably just buy another dog and move to wyoming. Maybe montana. The sort of place where I won't run into too many people.
I am a total crab ass about some friend issues right now. Like, pass you a nasty note in class and not send you the invite to my 12th birthday party crab ass. No fights, I'm just being uppity for no reason.
I saw the Kathleen and Nancy for St. Patrick's day. I enjoy a good drinkery, especially when I'm not irish and it's with the old friends. good times.
End Transmission?
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