pigs in a sty, see how they snide.

Aug 02, 2009 11:01

I really feel like a typin'. So I'm going to do so.

I live on Chanticleer avenue, in the little adobe house with the big metal cactus and christmas tree in the front yard. I smoke a lot. I'm having a really hard time concentrating because there is a giganteth spider that ben has just slayed in our living room. It was a cyber spider, none the less, a frightening one.
For the past year I have been studying very intensively through the anthropology department (among many others), i have created my own little ecosystem to support such full-time torture by smoking copious amounts to get through analytical essays and field work (which, I actually have done minimal amounts of. FUCK the budget cuts.)
For now...I'm awaiting the transfer to Berkeley which may take years, and eventually to the american school of classical studies in athens.
But before that (hopefully, by next summer.) I will fill the void in my soul and dirty my traveling boots, starting hopefully with my good ol' country (with a trip to the east, and through the deep south...and then to Greece.
I need to head down to pipeline today and grab the number off this flyer, female vocalist wanted.

battery is dying, more to come?
much more.
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