That's It.
I need to be famous. I've decided. I'm sick of this crap. Who the hell cares about genetics? Doctors aren't cool anymore. They were cool like, 100 years ago, but nobody cares about doctors anymore. Doctor's are just a common part of everyday life, like McDonald's workers or diarrhea. Let this be my vow. I will someday be famous, for doing something. I'm gonna leave that one open so if it starts to look like I'm not gonna make it... I'll just become the world's fattest man or something. I'm sure with my size I could at least manage that.
So its a promise. To anybody who actually sees this, get ready to say you knew him when. I definitely plan on being the sellout kind of famous person who forgets all his family and friends also... so talk to me while you can, before I'm way too huge to remember who you are. Actually scratch that, I'm gonna be famous. I don't need you.
What I really don't need is a genetics quiz in 2 hours. Ya know I figure I'll just get this doctor thing out of the way, that way my name will sound more impressive when I'm listed in movies and getting interviewed on Conan. By then though I will have forgotten all of this, all I will know will be beautiful women and phat stacks of space bucks. But really I don't remember what I did 2 months ago, so no biggie.
Oh and Jen called tonight! Haven't talked to her since ann arbor. We were on the phone for like an hour and 20 minutes, it was actually really really great to hear from her. I don't mean that like I was expecting it to be awful, but we haven't talked in awhile and sometimes these things are ackward. But not at all, it was just like old times. Talking to her kinda made me wonder, wonder what it would have been like had she and I ever hooked up. Lord knows we had every opportunity, and there were definitely times I really wanted to... Chalk that one up to the "what if" column. I bet it would have been strange and awesome tho.
So its a promise. To anybody who actually sees this, get ready to say you knew him when. I definitely plan on being the sellout kind of famous person who forgets all his family and friends also... so talk to me while you can, before I'm way too huge to remember who you are. Actually scratch that, I'm gonna be famous. I don't need you.
What I really don't need is a genetics quiz in 2 hours. Ya know I figure I'll just get this doctor thing out of the way, that way my name will sound more impressive when I'm listed in movies and getting interviewed on Conan. By then though I will have forgotten all of this, all I will know will be beautiful women and phat stacks of space bucks. But really I don't remember what I did 2 months ago, so no biggie.
Oh and Jen called tonight! Haven't talked to her since ann arbor. We were on the phone for like an hour and 20 minutes, it was actually really really great to hear from her. I don't mean that like I was expecting it to be awful, but we haven't talked in awhile and sometimes these things are ackward. But not at all, it was just like old times. Talking to her kinda made me wonder, wonder what it would have been like had she and I ever hooked up. Lord knows we had every opportunity, and there were definitely times I really wanted to... Chalk that one up to the "what if" column. I bet it would have been strange and awesome tho.