If you got a powerful connection to your firearm collection, I say draw a bead and shoot!
Wow. Here I am at 9:45 in the morning, doing things I've never dreamed of before... Really. I haven't. Waking up early during the summer to take care of urgentless business is really something that I never hoped or dreamed for. It doesn't fucking help that I get tired at like 10pm every night. I usually keep myself up until midnight, but last night I failed. Maybe it's because I watched the final competition round of American Idol. This was my first and last time I will watch this show for this season. Clearly, the girl is better, but everyone loves this hippy rocker guy. That was a painful hour of my life.
It always seems like I'm waiting for something to come in this past week of summer. At first, it was my computer, and then some money, and now a job. But what I'm really waiting for, which is why I stayed in all day yesterday, are my packages of clothes and electronics I sent from Bard. Those are essentials that I couldn't bring with me on the plane, and they were sent maybe a week ago. They are not here. Yet another void to fill while living here for the summer.
This entry is essentially pointless, but, you know, summer has a way of doing that to all our LJs, so I don't really care.
And BTW (and this is a joke): I'm fucking dyslexic. =)
Good morning, America!
It always seems like I'm waiting for something to come in this past week of summer. At first, it was my computer, and then some money, and now a job. But what I'm really waiting for, which is why I stayed in all day yesterday, are my packages of clothes and electronics I sent from Bard. Those are essentials that I couldn't bring with me on the plane, and they were sent maybe a week ago. They are not here. Yet another void to fill while living here for the summer.
This entry is essentially pointless, but, you know, summer has a way of doing that to all our LJs, so I don't really care.
And BTW (and this is a joke): I'm fucking dyslexic. =)
Good morning, America!