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the inter nets are boring.
classes are semi-boring.
my dorm building is not boring.
my porch is down right exciting.
but, alas, i still feel the way i did three months ago - as in, i don't want to make new friends, and i do want to sleep. however, making friends is dangerously easy with these living conditions, mostly a small building and a giant porch and a bunch of smokers/ jammers/ gernerally cool people congregating there all the time.
i also have a speech to give in 40 minutes. one which i haven't really written down, nor am i planning to. i'll just fake it. wait no, that's a bad idea. and so is taking a nap right now, even thugh i very much want to do that. i hate the garbage truck that comes all the time. it's j=not just early in the morning, but then a little later in the morning as well. fuck him. and fuck the people who moved our ashtray and bolted a bench into the concrete beside it. 14 people can't fit on one bench. and it's a little difficult for them to fit on the picnic table too, so i think we're just gonna somehow move the bench and the ashtray into more conveinient spots - right next to the table.
damn all this babbling. i need to concoct a life experience and i need to do it relativey quickly.
classes are semi-boring.
my dorm building is not boring.
my porch is down right exciting.
but, alas, i still feel the way i did three months ago - as in, i don't want to make new friends, and i do want to sleep. however, making friends is dangerously easy with these living conditions, mostly a small building and a giant porch and a bunch of smokers/ jammers/ gernerally cool people congregating there all the time.
i also have a speech to give in 40 minutes. one which i haven't really written down, nor am i planning to. i'll just fake it. wait no, that's a bad idea. and so is taking a nap right now, even thugh i very much want to do that. i hate the garbage truck that comes all the time. it's j=not just early in the morning, but then a little later in the morning as well. fuck him. and fuck the people who moved our ashtray and bolted a bench into the concrete beside it. 14 people can't fit on one bench. and it's a little difficult for them to fit on the picnic table too, so i think we're just gonna somehow move the bench and the ashtray into more conveinient spots - right next to the table.
damn all this babbling. i need to concoct a life experience and i need to do it relativey quickly.