Sunday, December 6, 2009

being awake late at night while sober is rough.

rain.

today's postsecret was really good.

i thought up a good joke in the shower this morning. it has to do with 2pac, my grandma, and a box of whitman's samplers. i find that my best stuff comes out of nowhere. trying to sit down and write something works, but it often sounds scripted and overly complex.

hey mr. scott

i'm sitting in my room right now shivering. i can't imagine how the homeless are dealing with this weather tonight.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

shit.

there's nothing better at making you feel old than your back going out.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

like nails on a chalkboard....

my paper is all finished and turned in. overall i was pretty happy with it, so we'll see.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

soak my head in the sink for a while...

first post

still working on my 103a paper... i have no idea where i'm going with this mess. my plan is just to keep on writing until my three points start to connect up with each other until all connect into a plausible thesis. i have eight out of ten pages thus far, so only a few more to make this work. that's basically the only interesting thing i have to write at the moment. it's not even that interesting.

i guess this thing is gonna be my new procrastination outlet. between this thing and mafia wars on facebook i doubt i'll be getting very much work done.

i'm supposed to 'audition' tomorrow night for some stand up comedy group. i have to come prepared with five minutes of material to perform. at the moment i have roughly thirty minutes of stuff that ranges from somewhat good (at least i think it is) to mediocre. i'm just not feeling it at the moment. going into finals is not putting me in the most humorous of moods. i can't wait to be finished with school and be out in the real world again. also, i'm tired of hearing about grad school this and law school that. seriously, if you can't think of anything else more interesting to talk about than school then... i don't know. then something...

being broke sucks. i need a job. a good job. with no supervision, little to no work, good pay and good benefits. that sounds right up my alley.

the liquor store is closed....