magic wands
i don't know how long i'll stay
and i don't know
when i'll ever come back
for now i'll try to stick around
after walking all over base for two hours, i found a computer i could download with and work on my story. when i was done, i emailed it to myself and some friends. i'm kind of excited with it right now. i've had a creative burst!
i've got some other story ideas rolling around in my head. stories about sixteen year old boys, mostly. i've got story ideas about deception and downward spirals and all sorts of fun. and then i think i'll attempt my first philip k dick style science fiction exploring the wonderful world of nihilism!
after writing i took a long walk. again.
the walk ended half an hour later at applebee's where i sat down and ate some shrip feduccini alfredo all by myself. and some apple cheesecake that more-or-less resembled a chimmichanga made of fluffy pie crust and filled with creame cheese and covered in a sweet apple goodness.
i left satisfied.
but not so satisfied that i passed up buying two bob dylan cds. because i needed some bob dylan. i thought to myself, what the fuck is a boy like me doing without bob dylan? so i got freeweelin' and blonde on blonde.
now i'm kind of pissed off because my cd player batteries are dead. so i have to wait until i get back onto the ship to plug in and listen because the dvd-rom drives in this computer lab are completley de-activated.
that's the millitary for you! purchass a piece of equipment and then discard it because it's a possible security risk.
reminds me...
today i was going to quarters and i was in a hurry. i slid down one of ladderwells like a pimp, hanging onto the rails.
bm1 was right behind me and he asked what would happen if the rail was wet? i would slip. or if the rail was gouged? i would fall.
let me ask you bm1, do you smoke cigaretes? it is a proven fact that cigaretes cause cancer. this is certain. there is only a 1/1000000000 chance that i will hurt myself sliding down the ladderwell. there is no reason for the rail to be gouged. and if it was, i would know because i pass over this ladderwell a million times a day. and even if i did slip, it's only a little fall. so when i break my legs, i'll take the responsability. and i don't want to hear you crying when you get cancer. got it?
i didn't tell him that. i don't think he even smokes. but it's a good argument, right? haha!
well that's my life, kids. don't wear it out. =p
and i don't know
when i'll ever come back
for now i'll try to stick around
after walking all over base for two hours, i found a computer i could download with and work on my story. when i was done, i emailed it to myself and some friends. i'm kind of excited with it right now. i've had a creative burst!
i've got some other story ideas rolling around in my head. stories about sixteen year old boys, mostly. i've got story ideas about deception and downward spirals and all sorts of fun. and then i think i'll attempt my first philip k dick style science fiction exploring the wonderful world of nihilism!
after writing i took a long walk. again.
the walk ended half an hour later at applebee's where i sat down and ate some shrip feduccini alfredo all by myself. and some apple cheesecake that more-or-less resembled a chimmichanga made of fluffy pie crust and filled with creame cheese and covered in a sweet apple goodness.
i left satisfied.
but not so satisfied that i passed up buying two bob dylan cds. because i needed some bob dylan. i thought to myself, what the fuck is a boy like me doing without bob dylan? so i got freeweelin' and blonde on blonde.
now i'm kind of pissed off because my cd player batteries are dead. so i have to wait until i get back onto the ship to plug in and listen because the dvd-rom drives in this computer lab are completley de-activated.
that's the millitary for you! purchass a piece of equipment and then discard it because it's a possible security risk.
reminds me...
today i was going to quarters and i was in a hurry. i slid down one of ladderwells like a pimp, hanging onto the rails.
bm1 was right behind me and he asked what would happen if the rail was wet? i would slip. or if the rail was gouged? i would fall.
let me ask you bm1, do you smoke cigaretes? it is a proven fact that cigaretes cause cancer. this is certain. there is only a 1/1000000000 chance that i will hurt myself sliding down the ladderwell. there is no reason for the rail to be gouged. and if it was, i would know because i pass over this ladderwell a million times a day. and even if i did slip, it's only a little fall. so when i break my legs, i'll take the responsability. and i don't want to hear you crying when you get cancer. got it?
i didn't tell him that. i don't think he even smokes. but it's a good argument, right? haha!
well that's my life, kids. don't wear it out. =p