schizophreniconnectedly thoughts, as always
i always get a tummyache after eating barbeque potato chips, and a headache after eating chocolate [specifically zingers--the bane and motivation of my existence.] i ate both tonight, in vain attempts to make transcribing more bearable/to procrastinate transcribing [like right now.]
An Ode to Necrophilia:
Violets are blue
Roses are red
You're pretty cute now
But I'll wait till you're dead.
[by the way--i didn't write that. i don't know who did, it was in one of the couple of people i don't know who clickie on my linkie, i don't remember which...but i don't know said person. here's your credit, nameless somebody! i didn't mean to steal your poem, just thought it was cute. oh man, if u of i found out about this i would so be getting kicked out for plagarism. i must be the worst english major ever :-P]
my mom sent us 3 pez dispensers in the mail. woo hoo!
some kids in the library:
Punk #1: crap! i took the wrong test! and where are my pants?!
Punk #2: hey man, its okay. there's a pair of soaking wet underwear sitting outside, by the construction site.
solution: if you aren't going to make an effort, giving up is starting to look like an option.
today i was thinking that i'll be a high school teacher for a few years, get a little money, put in some real-world time. and when i get sick of that, i could maybe...be a museum curator. or a librarian. or a used/book store owner. that would suit me best...
yes jian-wei, we shall have family dinners next year. i can make, uh, boca burgers and...bananas.
An Ode to Necrophilia:
Violets are blue
Roses are red
You're pretty cute now
But I'll wait till you're dead.
[by the way--i didn't write that. i don't know who did, it was in one of the couple of people i don't know who clickie on my linkie, i don't remember which...but i don't know said person. here's your credit, nameless somebody! i didn't mean to steal your poem, just thought it was cute. oh man, if u of i found out about this i would so be getting kicked out for plagarism. i must be the worst english major ever :-P]
my mom sent us 3 pez dispensers in the mail. woo hoo!
some kids in the library:
Punk #1: crap! i took the wrong test! and where are my pants?!
Punk #2: hey man, its okay. there's a pair of soaking wet underwear sitting outside, by the construction site.
solution: if you aren't going to make an effort, giving up is starting to look like an option.
today i was thinking that i'll be a high school teacher for a few years, get a little money, put in some real-world time. and when i get sick of that, i could maybe...be a museum curator. or a librarian. or a used/book store owner. that would suit me best...
yes jian-wei, we shall have family dinners next year. i can make, uh, boca burgers and...bananas.