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saturday night i came home to find a huge shindig for Teach for America going on under our apartment. a live band was wretching out jazzy covers of "On Broadway" and "The Wall"
the music shook the entire building.
This lasted well into the night.
i passed out to this....
Later i dreamed that Billy Corgan and Jamie Foxx collaborated on a rare acoustic performance of "thirty-three" in my living room.
summer vacation, almost over now, was scolding and i worked about 96% of it away into oblivion. i really enjoyed occupying my life with Work so much so that all i had time left for was sleep. in its own context, summer 06 is the best ever. hopefully i can keep the momentum going until i get my fucking masters, at least.
the key seems to be Abstinence and staying (socially) Underground, judging from the results that occur when i deviate from the two.
I can very well handle that for the next 3 years.
saturday will be my first day off, and only one upcoming in the near future, since the 13th of July, yet I think I'm going to pick up volunteer hours at the Relay instead.
whenever i'm in plaquemine, such as now, i'm reminded of how Kim just happened to get unexpectedly stuck here one day, though she thought she was on her way to a family dinner.
now in a place she barely knew, a small family plot in a smaller town none of the younger children are too familiar with, right along the highway.
honestly, i'm now stuck on the fact that i, and everyone else, will actually just drop from existence like that any moment now.
however, i'm not really concerned with anything at all though.
i dont mind it being so humdrum
boo hoo...
in other news, i'm banking on the hope that dr.Dan will friend me on facebook and
that someone will finally form a band doing sappy acoustic covers with me.
oh and perhaps that Gena will actually come home.
the music shook the entire building.
This lasted well into the night.
i passed out to this....
Later i dreamed that Billy Corgan and Jamie Foxx collaborated on a rare acoustic performance of "thirty-three" in my living room.
summer vacation, almost over now, was scolding and i worked about 96% of it away into oblivion. i really enjoyed occupying my life with Work so much so that all i had time left for was sleep. in its own context, summer 06 is the best ever. hopefully i can keep the momentum going until i get my fucking masters, at least.
the key seems to be Abstinence and staying (socially) Underground, judging from the results that occur when i deviate from the two.
I can very well handle that for the next 3 years.
saturday will be my first day off, and only one upcoming in the near future, since the 13th of July, yet I think I'm going to pick up volunteer hours at the Relay instead.
whenever i'm in plaquemine, such as now, i'm reminded of how Kim just happened to get unexpectedly stuck here one day, though she thought she was on her way to a family dinner.
now in a place she barely knew, a small family plot in a smaller town none of the younger children are too familiar with, right along the highway.
honestly, i'm now stuck on the fact that i, and everyone else, will actually just drop from existence like that any moment now.
however, i'm not really concerned with anything at all though.
i dont mind it being so humdrum
boo hoo...
in other news, i'm banking on the hope that dr.Dan will friend me on facebook and
that someone will finally form a band doing sappy acoustic covers with me.
oh and perhaps that Gena will actually come home.